Service industry professionals often work long, weird hours in dark, weird places, and the need to blow off steam after a ten-hour shift is almost universal. For some, that can mean slamming ill-advised tequila shots to a death metal Pandora playlist; for others, post-work respite may involve a Regency romance novel and herbal tea in a quiet back booth — the industry isn’t a monolith. In all cases, Portland’s food and beverage industry haunts nail the basics with minimum fuss and a bit of eclectic Portland ingenuity. Like a therapist’s therapist, these joints have to pass the professional smell test while keeping things straightforward and simple, which makes them
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