#portland-sports-bars

#portland-sports-bars

A beer trap is another brilliant way to protect your plants. It may not completely rid your garden of these pests, but it does have benefits. For one, the beer trap traps and drowns slugs. The other is that, in the process, you are enticing them away from crops you want to protect.

In 2019, the Original Cannabis Cafe, formerly Lowell Cafe, burst onto the scene. It was the nation's first legally permitted cannabis restaurant, with long lines snaking out of the venue and down La Brea Avenue.

Delight, a new smoothie spot, has soft-opened on the east side of Lake Merritt, offering specials like a pineapple mint and coconut refresher made with fresh ingredients.

The Blue Trail is set in a recognizable, vaguely dystopian future, where the government ships elderly people off to a distant location known only as The Colony when they reach the age of 80. This is justified by the need to preserve jobs and resources for the younger population, but it doesn't sit well with 77-year-old Tereza, especially when she learns that the cutoff has been lowered to 75.

Chris Thomas, a notable composer, has created music that resonates with the styles of John Williams and Danny Elfman, particularly in his theme park compositions.

In 2025, Dmae Lo Roberts embarked on a statewide storytelling experience focusing on personal stories from both artists and community members. These stories are a form of living oral history.

The tomato soup is silky smooth and appreciably tangy, providing pure comfort food for watching an away game on a rainy day, especially when paired with a grilled cheese.

Rowe and Garen Scribner's libretto takes its liberties, setting the action in a world where everything is green and an evil princess has ruled that nothing be eaten but peas.

A band called Ad Nauseam is dead set on keeping grunge alive in Portland, but no local venue will return their calls to play a show. Like the most iconic grunge acts, Ad Nauseam has deep PNW roots. They deliver sludgy, whining guitar licks and haunting, sandpapery vocals. They've even got an angsty tune called "Scab Pimple" for goodness sake. So why can't they land a gig? Well, it might be because all four band members are between the ages of 10 and 16.

The DNA of a good dive bar isn't necessarily its menu, but its feel. It should be well-worn, the vinyl on the stools crackling like a dry lake bed on the verge of a rip. The soundtrack is familiar and at a volume that muffles nearby table conversation. The lighting is low, augmented by ambient string lights and flashes from arcade games. Drinks should be cheap. Yukon Tavern in Sellwood is a couple of those things, and more.