Michael Russell

| Back in 2019, Texas Monthly barbecue critic Daniel Vaughn wrote that Portland has the “best Texas-style barbecue” outside the Lonestar State itself.

| Those searching for $1 happy hour oysters, hollandaise-drenched Dungeness crab toast or whole grilled branzino with salsa verde on Southeast Clinton Street and 21st Avenue this fall will be out of luck.

| Pah!, the Deaf-owned Portland restaurant that made headlines for its unique ordering systems, including a staff fluent in American Sign

| There was a time not long ago when the picnic tables outside this Northwest Portland taqueria were among the most valuable pieces of people-watching real estate in town.

THE 18th-century English essayist Sydney Smith once described his idea of heaven as “eating pate de foie gras to the sound of trumpets”...

| Portland hasn't yet recaptured its go-go era , the decade — let's say 2005-2015 — when dozens of restaurants from Pok Pok to Le Pigeon to Beast to Lovely's to Ox ascended to the national consciousness.

It was the go-to Portland cafe in the days before a certain Seattle chain was found on every downtown corner. A place to go for tie-dyed merch, “good coffee” and “no backtalk” — or hardly any backtalk, anyway.

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| The inviting sweetness. The gentle funk. The lingering heat from chile flakes stuck to the glaze like so many sequins on a dress.

| It's name evokes a badass yet adorable swordfighting kitty.