August 23, 2026

There comes a point every August here in Portland when summer begins to bargain with us.

Most evenings are still warm enough to linger outside, but you know that soon you’ll be reaching for a light sweater. The shadows are longer, the sun slips below the horizon a little earlier each night, and before long you notice something you hadn’t thought about a month before.

Your outdoor nights are numbered.

The Swedes have an answer for this.

They throw a party that just happens to coincide with crayfish season.