Portland has gone waffle crazy, and I attribute it all to bike racing. You get one of those crazy race junkies talking about Belgium, and their eyes go all wonky and they start blathering about …

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 …

Recent studies have discovered that bike-related economic activity in Portland is experiencing an unprecedented boom, as record new jobs are created to service the flourishing industry market.  This is pretty great news in these troubled …

I used to really like the Cup and Saucer on Hawthorne, but the weekend wait kept getting longer. And it was one of those awkward restaurants with a giant window in the front. Where you …

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 …

Pho, in all of its soupy splendor, is all I ever really want to eat in the Winter. Maybe not every day, but at least five times a week. I hang my head over the bowl and let my glasses fog up and I make it spicy that I flop sweat like Richard Nixon during the debates with JFK. Also, I say it like “FOE”. Yes, I know it’s wrong. But you know what? The Vietnamese dictionary is FULL of words I can’t say. So is the English dictionary. Because I’m a stupid man. And the only thing worse than watching a stupid man knowingly pronounce something incorrectly is watching a stupid man unknowingly try to pronounce it correctly. And that is why I don’t say “Fuh”. I say “FOE”.

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 …

Something about the lighting at Albina Press makes everyone look prettier. It comes in through all of the giant windows, bounces off of the modern seating options and the monstrous espresso machine, and hits everyones …

Once the wunderkinds of the Portland beer scene, the McMenamins have fallen out of favor with the cool kids, it seems. They ran around Oreogn buying schools and railroad stations and hotels and funeral homes, …