"Zwischenstadt" and "offers a polyglot paradise of experiences" according to the Oregonian's Matthew Stadler.
Click here to read his article about the Portland suburb.

Speaking as someone who reluctantly spends a good deal of time in Beaverton, I humbly disagree. Or at least I did until I took a look around during my commute home tonight. It does contain an occasional bit of commercial multiculturalism amidst all the car lots and big box retailers. There's Uwajimaya, Jin Wah, a few Dutch shops, a smorgasbord of Mexican restaurants and there's the slim possibility that someone from a foreign nation may have once consumed a Budweiser in Ichabod's sports bar. But enough to warrant Stadler's Zwischenstadt stamp?

Uh, sure. You hear that condo developers? Beaverton is up and coming! There may even be a martini bar wedged somewhere between the Red Robin and Chili's on Canyon Road. So, please, set your sights on its rolling expanses of bleak strip malls. Unlike Portland proper, Beaverton could use a few dozen condo towers to stir up its endless waves of Burger Kings and red lights that stretch all the way from Jesuit High School to the horizon.

(Hattip: K Mikey M)