XV (the “teener”)

I hated this bar initially because Roman numerals in a name are lame. Especially when it’s isn’t clear that they are numbers. I mean, how the fuck should I know this place isn’t called “Ex Vee” rather than “15″? It doesn’t have enough digits! Roman numeral usage should be proportial to the size of the number, which is why XV looks like a gender, but MCMXCVIII looks like a Superbowl! And that leads to the real problem with Roman numerals; they’ve been usurped by meatheads for their fraternal organizations, sporting events, and bars that watch ESPN.  15 SW Second Ave Portland, OR 97204 Phone: (503) 790-9090 Luckily, we’re taking them back (“we” being non-meatheads)....

Skyline to Logie Tra...

This one started at at Beulahland with a bloody Mary, because some times you need something hearty to start your day, but you just don’t feel like wasting the energy to chew. Or at least that’s what my nanna used to say. Though she had no teeth, and was usually talking about high-in-calcium Ensure. And I realize...

Kombucha Oct21

Kombucha

Obviously the result of a marketing experiment designed to test the late-90′s discovery that consumers will buy any beverage that comes in an unusual shaped bottle, the makers of kombucha decided to push this law to its limits. Not only would they provide us with less liquid than ever before and charge more for it, but...

Vendetta

It’s no secret that I like to get drunk. I once read that a glass of red wine each night reduces the risk of heart disease, so I’ve always assumed that larger doses and greater alcohol content could cure all kinds of ailments, including conversational awkwardness, an inability to tell interesting stories, and a...

Pause Kitchen

I like meat and beer. Not together. Well, yes. Together. But not in the same glass or anything. I like my meat on a plate, and my beer in a glass. Near each other. Close enough that I can consume them both in turn, depending on my desire. The patterns change, but it’s generally just a variation of this. Beer. Beer. Meat. Beer. Meat. Meat. Meat. Beer. Something like that. Anyway, Pause has meat and beer*. Nice local beers and (I’m told) nice local meats. And while there are lots of places that serve both meat and beer, Pause puts them together on the menu as a special, and they leave it there all of the time. Which you might think would make it less special, but you’d be wrong. It IS special. ALL THE TIME. The deal is...

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