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    <title>Best Bars 2010</title>
    <description>Find the top bars in Portland and pick out where you and your friends are going drinking next.</description>
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      <title>Best New Bars 2012</title>
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a class="lightbox" href="/data/images/2012/7/image/5990/kask-bar.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://portlandmonthlymag.com/images/change?src=%2Fdata%2Fimages%2F2012%2F7%2Fimage%2F5990%2Fkask-bar.jpg&amp;amp;cropify=800x521%2B0%2B0&amp;amp;resize=640x%3E" alt="Kask" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Image: &lt;a class="attribution-link" href="/producers/stuart-mullenberg"&gt;Stuart Mullenberg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Caged rocks, live-edge walnut, and flickering candles set the scene for Kask&amp;rsquo;s spirit-driven cocktails.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;h2 class="section_title"&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/kask-bar"&gt;Kask&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;1215 SE Alder st; &lt;a href="http://www.grunerpdx.com/kask.htm"&gt;grunerpdx.com/kask.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: The Art School Crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;HAVING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: High Desert Swizzle (&lt;em&gt;Del Maguey Vida mezcal, raspberry shrub, lime, Demerara sugar&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Given the subtle genius of Kask&amp;rsquo;s design, it&amp;rsquo;s unsurprising that owner Chris Israel spent six years as an art director at &lt;em&gt;Vanity Fair&lt;/em&gt;. Every detail carries the mark of intention, from the collections of stained-glass bottles to the vintage cut-glass tumblers magnifying a prism of barrel-aged &lt;em&gt;cacha&amp;ccedil;a&lt;/em&gt;. Kask oozes a modernist, Old West clubhouse aura, festooned with metal knickknacks and twisted culinary doodads. Friendly, focused bartenders theatrically twirl bar spoons and torch citrus for cocktails straight from Portland&amp;rsquo;s new mixology school, heavy on ryes and masculine spirits. Discerning imbibers, crouched on low-set schoolhouse stools, nibble the only food in the house: charcuterie and cheese, listed on chalkboard slabs. The curvaceous bar, like the tabletops, is crafted from a fallen walnut tree and supported by a wall of caged stones, perpetuating the house adage: &amp;ldquo;Everything here is on the rocks.&amp;rdquo; &amp;mdash;&lt;em&gt;Benjamin Tepler&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a class="lightbox" href="/data/images/2012/7/image/5991/rum-club.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://portlandmonthlymag.com/images/change?src=%2Fdata%2Fimages%2F2012%2F7%2Fimage%2F5991%2Frum-club.jpg&amp;amp;cropify=543x800%2B0%2B0&amp;amp;resize=200x%3E" alt="rum club" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Image: &lt;a class="attribution-link" href="/producers/stuart-mullenberg"&gt;Stuart Mullenberg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Rediscover long-forgotten cocktails in the Rum Club&amp;rsquo;s vaguely tropical drinking den.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a class="section_title" href="/bars/rum-club"&gt;Rum Club&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;720 SE Sandy Blvd; &lt;a href="http://rumclubpdx.com/"&gt;rumclubpdx.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Old-School Rum Lovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;HAVING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Rum Club Daiquiri (&lt;em&gt;rum, lime, maraschino, Demerara syrup, Angostura bitters, absinthe&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With a low-slung wood-paneled ceiling, darkly tropical wallpaper, vintage glassware, and a menu of long-forgotten classic cocktails, the Rum Club is a wonderfully weird little mash-up of tiki bar, South Pacific dive, and craft cocktail haven. It&amp;rsquo;s a place where Ernest Hemingway and Hunter S. Thompson might share a drink, and where you could easily saddle up at the bar and watch the sun&amp;rsquo;s golden glow slide across the walls over the course of a long, rum-drenched evening. Born of a long friendship between owners Mike Shea and Kevin Ludwig, the Rum Club shares a building with Beaker &amp;amp; Flask (which Ludwig also owns), and it showcases the same disciplined approach to cocktail chemistry. Indeed, the house daiquiri would convert the most adamant of disbelievers, with even-handed dashes of maraschino, Demerara syrup, bitters, and absinthe added to the original formula (rum, lime, sugar). For surprisingly tasty sustenance, direct your attention to the oddly eclectic menu of party bites, from pickled eggs to empanadas, pastas, and sandwiches. Just like everything else at the Rum Club, it&amp;rsquo;s a little weird &amp;hellip; but it works. &amp;mdash;&lt;em&gt;RR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a class="section_title" href="/bars/luc-lac-vietnamese-kitchen"&gt;Luc Lac Vietnamese Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a class="lightbox" href="/data/images/2012/7/image/5992/smoke-and-mirrors-cocktail.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://portlandmonthlymag.com/images/change?src=%2Fdata%2Fimages%2F2012%2F7%2Fimage%2F5992%2Fsmoke-and-mirrors-cocktail.jpg&amp;amp;cropify=600x800%2B0%2B0&amp;amp;resize=200x%3E" alt="luc lac" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Image: &lt;a class="attribution-link" href="/producers/stuart-mullenberg"&gt;Stuart Mullenberg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Luc Lac&amp;rsquo;s Smoke &amp;amp; Mirrors&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;835 SW Second Ave; &lt;a href="http://www.luclackitchen.com/"&gt;luclackitchen.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Late-Night Spice Seekers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;HAVING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Smoke &amp;amp; Mirrors (&lt;em&gt;Carbonated slow-drip Vietnamese coffee, mezcal, Fernet-Branca, smoked sea salt&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Last year, Portland&amp;rsquo;s Ho brothers made the jump from a cramped, pho-centric food court to a soaring, late-night Vietnamese diner tucked away on a sleepy downtown corner. From behind a U-shaped bar, the black-vested brothers shake up frothy cocktails and run steaming bowls of beef broth to their customers tucked away in tall red banquettes under hand-muraled walls. While intimidating upon first read, their liquid concoctions are a wacky and wonderful list of creamy Vietnamese flavors and classic liquors. Mung beans tumble into jackfruit, skewered watermelon balls soak in hoppy K&amp;ouml;lsch, and fish sauce finds its way into a Jameson cocktail. Best of all, the sweet-and-boozy m&amp;eacute;lange keeps going until 4 a.m. on weekends, and pairs perfectly with springy rice noodles in anise-flavored broth or piles of deep-fried fish sauce wings. Here&amp;rsquo;s to new late-night traditions. &amp;mdash;&lt;em&gt;BT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a class="lightbox" href="/data/images/2012/7/image/5993/the-sweet-hereafter-bar.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://portlandmonthlymag.com/images/change?src=%2Fdata%2Fimages%2F2012%2F7%2Fimage%2F5993%2Fthe-sweet-hereafter-bar.jpg&amp;amp;cropify=800x556%2B0%2B0&amp;amp;resize=640x%3E" alt="the sweet hereafter" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Image: &lt;a class="attribution-link" href="/producers/stuart-mullenberg"&gt;Stuart Mullenberg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Sweet Hereafter&amp;rsquo;s signature cocktail, &amp;ldquo;The Hereafter,&amp;rdquo; is a potent, one-quart refresher to be consumed with care.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;h2 class="section_title"&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/barwares-bar"&gt;Barwares&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;4605 NE Fremont St; &lt;a href="http://www.smallwarespdx.com/barwares/"&gt;smallwarespdx.com/barwares&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Simple Pleasures &amp;hellip; With a Twist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;HAVING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: The Whiskey (&lt;em&gt;rye whiskey, garam masala simple syrup&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Clear is the new clever. And in a bar scene fast approaching a tipping point wherein witty drink names and endless cocktail menus become tiresome, Barwares offers the proof. Chef/owner Johanna Ware (the brains behind attached restaurant Smallwares) and bar manager Conrad Vollmer&amp;rsquo;s refreshingly candid menu includes the Gin, the Rum, the Agave, the Vodka, the Sake, the Scotch, and the Whiskey. None of them misfires, and each holds an enticing Asian nuance, from Hakutsuru plum wine to cardamom-infused rum, Thai chile tincture, and garam masala simple syrup. Whether you opt for one of these or plunge into the selection of sake, beer, and wine&amp;mdash;helpfully arranged in categories of &amp;ldquo;Funky,&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Fizzy,&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Fruity,&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Earthy,&amp;rdquo; and &amp;ldquo;Rich&amp;rdquo;&amp;mdash;your beverage will be best enjoyed with Ware&amp;rsquo;s sublimely &amp;ldquo;inauthentic Asian&amp;rdquo; plates, eaten on the vintage couch in the glow of a classic Monty Python flick on the projector screen. &amp;mdash;&lt;em&gt;RR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portlandmonthlymag.com/bars/the-sweet-hereafter"&gt;&lt;span class="section_title"&gt;The Sweet Hereafter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;3326 SE Belmont St&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Thirsty East-Siders and Their Vegan Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;HAVING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: The Hereafter (&lt;em&gt;vodka, bourbon, lemon, iced tea&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Northeast Alberta Street&amp;rsquo;s Bye and Bye has a new, good-looking brother down south: the Sweet Hereafter. Owned by the same six-person co-op, this expansive bar&amp;rsquo;s dark walls hold familiar paintings of iconic Americana, with antique typewriters and vintage football helmets stuffed between the rows of dark liquor and illuminated by caged orbs. Push through and you&amp;rsquo;ll find a huge outdoor seating area, perfect for wolfing down tangy lemongrass tofu &lt;em&gt;bahn mi&lt;/em&gt; and buffalo subs with miso-chive cheese from an all-vegan menu that even carnivores will learn to love. The drink list is inspired by the classics, with a great Sazerac and a few killer tropical cocktails, but the true find is the namesake beverage: a Long Island&amp;ndash;esque potion served in a quart-size mason jar, with enough vodka and bourbon to tranquilize a charging rhinoceros. &amp;mdash;&lt;em&gt;BT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;The Old Gold brings a convivial new gathering spot to a quiet stretch of N Killingsworth Street.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a class="section_title" href="/bars/the-old-gold"&gt;The Old Gold&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2105 N Killingsworth st; &lt;a href="http://www.theoldgoldpdx.com/"&gt;theoldgoldpdx.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Friends of North Portland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;HAVING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: El Diablo (&lt;em&gt;tequila, cr&amp;egrave;me de cassis, Brew Dr. Lemon Ginger Cayenne Kombucha, lime juice, cayenne&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This much is certain: North Portland is thrilled about the Old Gold. The moment you step onto its freshly cemented patio and cross that oh-so-familiar threshold of the rolled-up garage door, you can feel a distinct sense of euphoria saturating the room. Because the Old Gold is just the bar this patch of Overlook needed&amp;mdash;a cozy local watering hole where you just might run into a neighbor or strike up a conversation with a perfect stranger. But beyond its freewheeling, wide-open atmosphere, the bustling bar also boasts some uniquely admirable assets, among them a hand-hewn, wooden, White Stag&amp;ndash;esque &amp;ldquo;Drink in Oregon&amp;rdquo; sign, a memorable elk burger and tofu banh mi, and, best of all, a spacious booth outfitted with a &amp;ldquo;Champagne Button.&amp;rdquo; (Push it, and your server will appear with Champagne. Really.) The cocktail menu makes a good-natured stab at mixing in kombucha, which doesn&amp;rsquo;t always shine. But six local taps and a chalkboard scrawled with an impressive, always changing selection of whiskeys offers surefire redemption. &amp;mdash;&lt;em&gt;RR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a class="section_title" href="/bars/riffle-nw"&gt;Riffle NW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;333 NW 13th Ave; &lt;a href="http://rifflenw.com/"&gt;rifflenw.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Serious Cocktail Geeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;HAVING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Riffle Collins (&lt;em&gt;gin, lemon, lime, celery, absinthe, salt&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;An evening spent at the bar at Riffle NW is akin to a grad-school class in drinking. Behind a perfectly bespoke bar, beverage director David Shenaut and his dapper cohorts have created a cocktail science lab, doling out professorial wisdom on bitters, aeration, and dilution; hand-carving ice cubes with Japanese woodworking saws; and carefully calibrating cocktails to dispense, perfectly carbonated, from a shiny row of taps. You might think it&amp;rsquo;s all a little overwrought&amp;mdash;until you take your first sip. Every drink holds a sly wink of surprise, whether it&amp;rsquo;s the addictive celery essence of the Riffle Collins or the savory allspice dancing on a foundation of sweet cacha&amp;ccedil;a in a drink dubbed the Leya. And because the cocktails are carefully arranged in food-friendly sequence, from aperitifs to light spirits to brown liquors, a beer cocktail, and finally, digestifs, pairing each with a bite from Riffle&amp;rsquo;s bar menu of creative, super-fresh seafood is a no-brainer. &amp;mdash;&lt;em&gt;RR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portlandmonthlymag.com/bars/woodsman-tavern"&gt;&lt;span class="section_title"&gt;The Woodsman Tavern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;4537 SE Division St; &lt;a href="http://woodsmantavern.com/"&gt;woodsmantavern.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Bourbon-Loving Perfectionists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;HAVING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Hunting Vest (&lt;em&gt;Campari steeped in charred cedar, rye, vermouth&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Standing behind the bronze bar at the Woodsman Tavern is Evan Zimmerman, one of Portland&amp;rsquo;s best bartenders&amp;mdash;and this particular restaurant&amp;rsquo;s high-proof beating heart. In his natty suspenders, Zimmerman is unflinchingly affable, encyclopedic in his knowledge of cocktails, and judicious with his pours. His motto&amp;mdash;&amp;ldquo;elegant and understated&amp;rdquo;&amp;mdash;runs deep through the Woodsman&amp;rsquo;s rotating cocktail list, from a tart, foaming &amp;ldquo;Blackthorn Sour&amp;rdquo; (sloe gin, apricot brandy, lemon juice, pineapple gomme syrup) to the &amp;ldquo;Judge, Jury and Executioner&amp;rdquo; (Old Weller bourbon, Amaro, cucumber, macerated Sichuan flowers), with its cool cucumber nose and spicy final kick. In an evening at this sturdy bar, questions are encouraged and feedback is welcomed. If you&amp;rsquo;re not in a cocktail mood, try a pint from one of the 16 curated taps, and don&amp;rsquo;t leave without a &amp;ldquo;pickleback&amp;rdquo;&amp;mdash;Irish whiskey chased by a briny shot of pickle juice. &amp;mdash;&lt;em&gt;BT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Local DJs, svelte bartenders, and stylish tipplers mix for an energetic, booze-fueled scene at Dig a Pony.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;h2 class="section_title"&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/dig-a-pony-bar"&gt;Dig a Pony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;736 SE Grand Ave; &lt;a href="http://digaponypdx.tumblr.com/"&gt;digaponypdx.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Portland Scenesters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;HAVING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Sam Isaacs (&lt;em&gt;bourbon, mint, blackberries, lime&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dance-party madness spills onto SE Morrison Street from this one-year-old, DJ-fueled destination where great-looking people come to play and everyone else comes to watch. A tremendous horseshoe bar anchors the room, while sprawling white tile, Oriental rugs, and a 110-year-old piano set the stage for impromptu weekend raves. Svelte, speedy bartenders shake up a storm for an impressive 280-degree performance, and local DJs pump &amp;rsquo;90s vinyl into the well-heeled crowd. Dig a Pony turns out a surprisingly crafty food menu, with a top-quality Painted Hills burger smeared with sweet onion jam, and a bowl of saut&amp;eacute;ed mushrooms and soft-poached egg mopped up with shoestring fries. The overall vibe? A time-tangling mix of modern sophistication and boomtown honkytonk. In a word: confidence. &amp;mdash;&lt;em&gt;BT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a class="section_title" href="/bars/the-box-social"&gt;The Box Social&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;3971 N Williams Ave; &lt;a href="http://bxsocial.com/"&gt;bxsocial.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Lovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;HAVING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: The Thoroughbred (&lt;em&gt;Torani Amer, brandy, maraschino, lemon, pomegranate shrub&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Portland may have found its quintessential date spot in the Box Social. Unsurprisingly, it comes courtesy of Shannon McQuilkin, co-owner of the city&amp;rsquo;s &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; quintessential date spot, the Sapphire Hotel. The Box Social aims for a level of sophistication matched to the modern Portland crowd, with floor-to-ceiling embroidered drapes; a long, tufted-leather banquette; a dark, candlelit mahogany bar; and a huge hand-painted mural of Portland&amp;rsquo;s twinkling cityscape. Sure, it might feel a bit &lt;em&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/em&gt; for Portland&amp;rsquo;s hipster set, but this 1,000-square-foot box creates a little world that you can&amp;rsquo;t help but get lost in. An extensive menu of original, classic, and bubbly cocktails holds some deliciously potent creations&amp;mdash;along with plenty of drinking vinegars, beer, and wine&amp;mdash;while well-priced nibbles range from parmesan popcorn to a pitch-perfect butter lettuce salad and decadent fig compote panini. If this place doesn&amp;rsquo;t set the mood, we don&amp;rsquo;t know what will. &amp;mdash;&lt;em&gt;RR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jul 2012 00:00:00 -0700</pubDate>
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a class="lightbox" href="/data/images/2012/7/image/3654/12_056_best-bars_avignon.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://portlandmonthlymag.com/images/change?src=%2Fdata%2Fimages%2F2012%2F7%2Fimage%2F3654%2F12_056_best-bars_avignon.jpg&amp;amp;cropify=635x952%2B0%2B0&amp;amp;resize=200x%3E" alt="best bars avignon" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Image: &lt;a class="attribution-link" href="/producers/william-anthony"&gt;William Anthony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dinner is served at Bar Avignon: Carlton Farms pork chop, polenta verde, and roasted grapes.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;h2 id="branch"&gt;Branch&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2926 NE Alberta St; 503-206-6266&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://branchwhiskeybar.com/"&gt;branchwhiskeybar.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/branch-whiskey-bar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Branchhattan ($8)&lt;br /&gt; Rye whiskey, Vya sweet vermouth, Angustura bitters, orange bitters, served up&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;December has arrived: the elements have turned against us, and thus commences our annual search for refuge. All signs point to Branch, where the denlike, European-style whiskey bar&amp;rsquo;s warmth extends a powerful invitation to indulge our seasonal urge to nest. In an unexpected twist for the often one-track world of whiskey bars, Branch&amp;rsquo;s chef, Larry Tavernetti, is crafting some serious (and seriously comforting) food in the back. The small, meat-loving menu brims with memorable meals to pair with your spirits&amp;mdash;rich, perfectly salty pork rillettes; plump baked meatballs; a flavor-packed Vietnamese pork &lt;em&gt;bahn mi&lt;/em&gt;. So this year, do yourself a favor and follow your hibernation instincts: escape the elements, eat some fine food, sip some whiskey, and create the winter of your content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 id="avignon"&gt;Bar Avignon&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2138 SE Division St; 503-517-0808&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://baravignon.com/"&gt;baravignon.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/bar-avignon"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 2006 Domaine Rabasse Charavin C&amp;ocirc;tes du Rh&amp;ocirc;ne ($9)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In a town prone to overhype (thanks, &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt;), Bar Avignon stands as one of those rare gems that has flown largely under the radar since it opened in 2008. Those who have been lucky enough to discover this neighborhood bar inevitably walk out fantasizing that it was &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; neighborhood bar. Bedecked with myriad tealights and a Provence blue bar holding more than 80 well-priced bottles from around the world (most are also available to go), Avignon is a wine bar at heart. But don&amp;rsquo;t let your glass of C&amp;ocirc;tes du Rh&amp;ocirc;ne distract you from the food menu. Sharing is the culinary navigation mode here; tack your way through the menu&amp;rsquo;s seasonal flavors, from the finger food to the small plates (don&amp;rsquo;t miss the mussels, bathed in white wine, cream, and tarragon), entr&amp;eacute;es (creamy vegetable risotto, flavorful slices of bavette steak), artisan charcuterie, and rustic desserts. Plied with such pleasures, you just might find yourself considering a move.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 id="bunkbar"&gt;Bunk Bar&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1028 SE Water Ave; 503-477-9515&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunkbar.com/"&gt;bunkbar.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Everybody&amp;rsquo;s Pale Ale ($4)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If you haven&amp;rsquo;t yet enjoyed the sublime indulgence of a Bunk sandwich, you&amp;rsquo;re &amp;hellip; well, to put it lightly, you&amp;rsquo;re a fool. With Bunk Sandwiches, chefs Tommy Habetz and Nick Wood took the lowly sandwich and reimagined it as something new&amp;mdash;a kind of decadent, drippy, belly-stretching objet d&amp;rsquo;art that draws a steady line of hungry patrons snaking out their doors on SE Morrison Street. Now, the pair&amp;rsquo;s new spin-off, Bunk Bar, lavishes those same masterful sandwiches with some fitting counterparts: a wall full of liquor and a row of taps. In the heart of the shabby and increasingly chic Central Eastside Industrial District, Bunk Bar&amp;rsquo;s expansive, light-filled corner space oozes casual hipster charm, its old-school booths and bar stools populated until the wee hours with a very Portland mix of suits, flannel, tattoos, and high heels. Look to a large chalkboard for a list of rotating creations that range from a grinder stuffed with Italian cured meats to a french-fry po&amp;rsquo;boy doused in duck gravy. And when your tray arrives, you can enjoy your Bunk sandwich the way it was meant to be: beer in hand, without the endless line.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 id="andina"&gt;Andina&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1314 NW Glisan St; 503-228-9535 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andinarestaurant.com/"&gt;andinarestaurant.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a class="lightbox" href="/data/images/2012/7/image/3655/12_058_best-bars_andina.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://portlandmonthlymag.com/images/change?src=%2Fdata%2Fimages%2F2012%2F7%2Fimage%2F3655%2F12_058_best-bars_andina.jpg&amp;amp;cropify=686x952%2B0%2B0&amp;amp;resize=200x%3E" alt="best bars andina" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Image: &lt;a class="attribution-link" href="/producers/andina"&gt;Andina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Andina&amp;rsquo;s must-try cocktail: the Sacsayhuam&amp;aacute;n.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/bar-mestizo"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sacsayhuam&amp;aacute;n ($9.50)&lt;br /&gt; Habanero pepper vodka with pur&amp;eacute;ed passion fruit and cane sugar, served up with a sugar rim&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You may fumble your way through pronouncing most of the dishes on the menu and even find yourself intimidated by unfamiliar ingredients (beef heart, anyone?), but Andina is a place to release that old gringo angst. Step inside this Peruvian stronghold and take a hard right, following the enticing glow of the bar. If you can, find a nook and fold yourself into this bustling, jewel-toned room, where you&amp;rsquo;ll be greeted by attentive servers ready to gently guide you through any imbibing indecision. From traditional south-of-the-border staples like caipirinhas and pisco sours to fiery modern innovations like the Sacsayhuam&amp;aacute;n (pronounced &amp;ldquo;sexy woman&amp;rdquo;), Andina&amp;rsquo;s cocktails are liquid cure-alls. And the food proves equally therapeutic&amp;mdash;the bar menu of &lt;em&gt;entradas&lt;/em&gt; is an inventory of palate-expanding flavors: empanadas stuffed with slow-cooked beef, silky Peruvian tartare, and a selection of the best ceviche in town all ensure that nothing gets lost in translation here.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 17 Nov 2010 11:00:00 -0800</pubDate>
      <link>http://www.portlandmonthlymag.com/articles/2010-best-bars-food-1210</link>
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a class="lightbox" href="/data/images/2012/7/image/3652/12_053_best-bars_lupa.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://beta.portlandmonthlymag.com/images/change?src=%2Fdata%2Fimages%2F2012%2F7%2Fimage%2F3652%2F12_053_best-bars_lupa.jpg&amp;amp;cropify=952x635%2B0%2B0&amp;amp;resize=200x%3E" alt="best bars lupa" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Image: &lt;a class="attribution-link" href="/producers/william-anthony"&gt;William Anthony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Get cozy with your date and one of Lupa&amp;rsquo;s 400 bottles of wine.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;h2 id="lupa"&gt;Lupa&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;3955 N Mississippi Ave; 503-287-5872&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/lupa"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Whatever wine owner Amanda Prock tells you to order&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Intimate&amp;rdquo; doesn&amp;rsquo;t begin to describe this nearly four-year-old wine bar tucked into a hallway-size space on N Mississippi Avenue. So small is this Old World vino vault that you may well feel the need to hold your breath when you squeeze between the bar and the wall of wines on your way to one of the four bistro tables in back. But then again, that&amp;rsquo;s part of Lupa&amp;rsquo;s seduction: what&amp;rsquo;s more flirtatious than brushing someone&amp;rsquo;s back as you pass? The diminutive space enhances romance, as the din that rises from even a few patrons requires starry-eyed sippers to lean in to listen. Plus, the walls are lined with one of the city&amp;rsquo;s most varied wine collections&amp;mdash;400 in all&amp;mdash;available by the glass, carafe, or bottle (and to go). Paired with olives, cheeses, fresh-baked breads from Pearl Bakery, and, of course, your ravishing date, it&amp;rsquo;s an experience that&amp;rsquo;s sure to leave you breathless.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 id="landmark"&gt;Landmark Saloon&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;4847 SE Division St; 503-894-8132&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelandmarksaloon.com/"&gt;thelandmarksaloon.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/landmark-saloon"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Kentucky Rose ($8)&lt;br /&gt; Bourbon, Peychaud&amp;rsquo;s bitters, club soda, on the rocks&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Washed in candlelight, everyone looks better&amp;mdash;fewer laugh lines, smoother skin, a flame-shaped twinkle in the eye. So with its 35&amp;mdash;yes, we counted, 35&amp;mdash;glowing mason jars, the five-month-old Landmark Saloon lets you put your best face forward for that first date. The heavy red drapes, doily-bedecked wine-barrel tables, and western-themed cocktail menu only add to the &lt;em&gt;Lonesome Dove&lt;/em&gt;-esque ambience. (Just be sure to give your eyes time to adjust to the darkness when you walk in, lest you play Gerald Ford.) Added bonus: should you reach your drink limit before you run out of conversation, a gaggle of board games&amp;mdash;from Trivial Pursuit to Life&amp;mdash;gives you reason to linger just a little bit longer.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 id="23hoyt"&gt;23Hoyt&lt;/h2&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Image: &lt;a class="attribution-link" href="/producers/bruce-carey"&gt;Bruce Carey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;23Hoyt&amp;rsquo;s ample seating and expansive happy-hour menu make it an ideal place to take a business &amp;ldquo;date.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;529 NW 23rd Ave; 503-445-7400&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.23hoyt.com/"&gt;23hoyt.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/23hoyt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ze?ro Martini ($9)&lt;br /&gt; Beefeater gin, Carlos 1 brandy, caperberry&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Big and open, 23Hoyt doesn&amp;rsquo;t exactly scream &amp;ldquo;date,&amp;rdquo; unless you&amp;rsquo;re talking about a business date. You know the kind: out-of-town executives are visiting and you need to entertain (read: impress) them, or your happy-hour meeting with a potential vendor could use a little enlivening. A follow-up to Bruce Carey and Chris Israel&amp;rsquo;s renowned Zefiro, 23Hoyt earned early acclaim: a year after it opened, the &lt;em&gt;Wall Street Journal&lt;/em&gt; even dubbed it home to Portland&amp;rsquo;s &amp;ldquo;power tables&amp;rdquo;&amp;mdash;the spots where A-list visitors like Jennifer Aniston and Mikhail Baryshnikov and locals like Gus Van Sant like to sit. (Hint: most of them are upstairs, on the mezzanine.) Four years after that, it&amp;rsquo;s still going strong. With thoughtful signature cocktails, an expansive happy-hour menu, generous windows for gawking, and the prospect of rubbing elbows with the elite, 23Hoyt promises to help you lighten the mood (and maybe land the deal). Should the meeting go your way, the menu boasts at least 10 different sparkling wines to help you celebrate.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 id="golddust"&gt;Gold Dust Meridian&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3267 SE Hawthorne Blvd; 503-239-1143 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://golddustmeridian.com/"&gt;golddustmeridian.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/gold-dust-meridian"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Gold Dust ($7)&lt;br /&gt; Champagne and grapefruit juice, served up&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dressed in dark woods, exposed brick, and a wall of windows framing the bustling Hawthorne scene, this three-year-old love nest hums with sensuality, from the bare-breasted woman in the velvet painting above the bar to the scorpion bowls (drinks meant for sharing) on the menu. No wonder the love-soaked Gold Dust Meridian regularly features stylish couples canoodling over cocktails in its recesses. Of course, a drink can speak a thousand words, so you&amp;rsquo;ll want to choose carefully from among the Meridian&amp;rsquo;s 21 signature drinks. One suggestion: the Hibiscus Royale (champagne and wild hibiscus flower), which purrs romance in a fluted glass. Order it at the tea-lit bar, and retire to one of the vinyl booths, where you and your date can whisper about what happens next.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 17 Nov 2010 11:00:00 -0800</pubDate>
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a class="lightbox" href="/data/images/2012/7/image/3646/12_046_best-bars_la-merde.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://beta.portlandmonthlymag.com/images/change?src=%2Fdata%2Fimages%2F2012%2F7%2Fimage%2F3646%2F12_046_best-bars_la-merde.jpg&amp;amp;cropify=635x952%2B0%2B0&amp;amp;resize=200x%3E" alt="best bars la merde" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Image: &lt;a class="attribution-link" href="/producers/william-anthony"&gt;William Anthony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;La Merde&amp;rsquo;s Thursday-night pub quiz has been a spirited affair since 2006.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;h2 id="lamerde"&gt;La Merde&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;301 SE Morrison St; 503-234-1324 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://montageportland.com/"&gt;montageportland.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/eat-and-drink/find-a-restaurant/#/search:business_listing.name=montage/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Virgin Suicide ($7)&lt;br /&gt; Hendrick&amp;rsquo;s Gin, St. Germain elderflower liqueur, orange juice, soda, and Peychaud&amp;rsquo;s bitters, on the rocks&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There is a definite air of erudition at La Merde, the dormlike lounge adjacent to Le Bistro Montage where customers pore over boxes of Trivial Pursuit questions in preparation for Thursday&amp;rsquo;s trivia night. Portland&amp;rsquo;s preeminent TJ, ShanRock (a.k.a. trivia jockey Shannon Donaldson), maestros the popular pub quiz, a weekly tradition since 2006. Teams of up to five players mix it up through six rounds of questions on everything from pop culture to science. Plus, there&amp;rsquo;s one goofy &amp;ldquo;physical challenge&amp;rdquo; round&amp;mdash;e.g., playing Operation or tossing a Ping-Pong ball into a pint glass. Paired with La Merde&amp;rsquo;s signature cocktails, such as the Rudy Fernandez (hibiscus-infused tequila, lime juice, and agave nectar), and mac-and-cheese variations, the evening has become a standing-room-only affair with winners claiming prizes like the coveted &amp;ldquo;I Was &amp;lsquo;The Shit&amp;rsquo; at Trivia Night&amp;rdquo; T-shirts. To the victor, the spoils. To the rest, la merde. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;mdash;JC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 id="blitz"&gt;Blitz Pearl&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;110 NW 10th Ave; 503-222-2229&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blitzbarpdx.net/"&gt;blitzbarpdx.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/blitz-pearl"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Jubelale ($4)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The crowd at this Pearl District sports bar skews a bit to the recently graduated frat-boy side, but the sheer volume of entertainment options are worth all the accompanying hair gel and bro-speak. With shuffleboard, air hockey, pool, and darts, Blitz could host a veritable bar-game Olympics, catered with brewpub favorites like wings, six different burgers, and 12 microbrews on tap ($3 during happy hour). Blitz&amp;rsquo;s 22 plasma screens give you plenty of athletic eye candy, too. As football playoffs heat up, the neon glow of the screens, platters of Totchos (tator tots meet nachos), and the body heat from cheering fans are bound to keep you warm. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;mdash;AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 id="records"&gt;Hall of Records&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3342 SE Belmont St.; 503-546-0892&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hallofrecordspdx.com/"&gt;hallofrecordspdx.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/hall-of-records"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Oakshire Espresso Stout ($5)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Another vintage vinyl shop in Portland? Yawn. One that serves beer, wine, and good grub alongside listening stations and turntables? Now &lt;em&gt;that&amp;rsquo;s&lt;/em&gt; got our attention. Opened in August, Hall of Records is the brainwave of Justin Meyer and Katie Schawaroch, who left the LA entertainment industry to create a record-lover&amp;rsquo;s dream. Fedora-wearing hipsters peruse the Hall&amp;rsquo;s collection of 1,200 albums&amp;mdash;all of which are available for preview on the two listening stations&amp;mdash;while skinny-jeaned patrons sip Willamette Valley pinot and nibble bruschetta. If you&amp;rsquo;re unable to tear your ears away from, say, the Emotions R&amp;amp;B classic &amp;ldquo;Untouched,&amp;rdquo; take heart: you can buy any of the Hall&amp;rsquo;s albums for between $5 and $12&amp;mdash;just the right price to start your own collection and practice scratching for Friday&amp;rsquo;s Open DJ nights. (DJ name not included.) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;mdash;GH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 id="grandcentral"&gt;Grand Central&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;808 SE Morrison St; 503-236-2695&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thegrandcentralbowl.com/grand_central"&gt;thegrandcentralbowl.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/grand-central-restaurant"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ninkasi Total Domination &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;IPA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ($4.75)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;While there&amp;rsquo;s a certain retro charm in the worn carpets, lingering eau de Marlboro, and bouffant-coiffed rental clerks at most bowling alleys, the truth is, sometimes we want a little more sophistication with our 10-pin. Fortunately, Grand Central delivers just the right balance of class and cheese to satisfy our inner Jeffrey Lebowski. Here, chic brown leather couches replace the traditional plastic seats alongside 12 lanes, and old-school music videos fill the 25-foot-screen behind the lanes. Upstairs, couples can wait to bowl in private fire-lit alcoves while noshing on seared ahi tuna salad or cashew-crusted salmon, or warm up with a game of pool. And should you feel a little nostalgic for greasy alley standards like nachos and onion rings, Grand Central&amp;rsquo;s menu has you covered&amp;mdash;plus 16 beers on tap (and 14 wines) to wash them down with. Our bet: the Dude abides, indeed. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;mdash;GP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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&lt;p&gt;Up your whiskey wisdom with beer and whiskey pairings at the newly renovated Produce Row.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;h2 id="trebol"&gt;Tr&amp;eacute;bol&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4835 N Albina Ave; 503-517-9347&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://trebolpdx.com/"&gt;trebolpdx.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/trand233bol"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Scorpion ($8)&lt;br /&gt; Mescal in a bottle with a scorpion&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tequila worth drinking doesn&amp;rsquo;t belong in a shot glass. This agave spirit deserves something more elegant, like stemware. Which is why Tr&amp;eacute;bol&amp;rsquo;s 90-plus tequilas come in sherry glasses&amp;mdash;and with a side of advice. Tony Pepe, the affable beverage manager and bartender, dishes on the merits of his blancos, reposados, anejos, and mescals while guiding patrons on their self-directed tour through Jalisco, the Mexican state where tequila was invented. (Or take a formal lesson with a Tr&amp;eacute;bol tequila tasting class.) If you don&amp;rsquo;t like tequila straight, there&amp;rsquo;s also an exhaustive margarita list. And to stave off the siesta, Tr&amp;eacute;bol offers three-quarter-ounce tasters (for half the price of a regular shot) and a plate of warm corn tortillas to help fortify your tequila tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 id="vino"&gt;Vino Paradiso&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;417 NW 10th Ave; 503-295-9536&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vinoparadiso.com/"&gt;vinoparadiso.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/vino-paradiso"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Love &amp;amp; Squalor 2008 ($14), a warm pinot noir from Amity&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sommelier Timothy Nishimoto takes the concept of a &amp;ldquo;flight&amp;rdquo; personally. In his Pearl District wine bar, he arranges triptychs of wines by his own travels. A recent summer sojourn through Germany, for instance, inspired the &amp;ldquo;Weissburgunder Wonders,&amp;rdquo; a trio of outstanding pinot blancs. Three Australian Rieslings, &amp;ldquo;Fear Not the Riesling,&amp;rdquo; represent a travelogue of his October tour down under. But worldliness should not mean pretentiousness. Nishimoto&amp;rsquo;s wines are as approachable as the setting: comfy leather chairs, soft lighting, and a crowd of young, bejeaned regulars. &amp;ldquo;The wine list is user-friendly,&amp;rdquo; says the Pink Martini singer. &amp;ldquo;Some grapes you&amp;rsquo;ve heard of and some you haven&amp;rsquo;t.&amp;rdquo; But they&amp;rsquo;re all fruits you can afford&amp;mdash;glasses start at $6, a fact that will send even the most recession-weary wine lover&amp;rsquo;s spirits soaring.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 id="produce"&gt;Produce Row Caf&amp;eacute;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;204 SE Oak St; 503-232-8355&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://producerowcafe.com/welcome/"&gt;producerowcafe.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/produce-row"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The Pale Rider ($9)&lt;br /&gt; Blanton&amp;rsquo;s with Terminal Gravity &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;IPA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Whether you have a beer background or a whiskey background,&amp;rdquo; says Produce Row owner Alan Davis, &amp;ldquo;this is where they all get along.&amp;rdquo; When Davis, a bourbon man in a beer town, gutted and completely overhauled this longtime Central Eastside watering hole (the one-time site of the original McMenamins) in June with olive-green booths, mahogany wall panels, and a new covered patio, he also wanted to bring his love for snake poison to Portland&amp;rsquo;s beerphiles. Enter the Row&amp;rsquo;s whiskey-beer pairings. A can of &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;PBR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and shot of Jack this is not. From the bar&amp;rsquo;s collection of more than 50 whiskeys, Davis sets up a carefully curated bourbon (served neat) with a seven-ounce glass of snob-worthy microbrew to bring out the nuanced flavors of both. Exhibit A: &amp;ldquo;The Redford,&amp;rdquo; which couples the complex Woodford Reserve with Laurelwood&amp;rsquo;s smooth and smoky Free Range Red. Now that&amp;rsquo;s what we call playing nice.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 id="secretsociety"&gt;The Secret Society Lounge&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;116 NE Russell St; 503-493-3600 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesecretsocietylounge.com/"&gt;thesecretsocietylounge.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/secret-society"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; St. George ($11)&lt;br /&gt; A goldish absinthe from a Bay Area distiller largely responsible for the drink&amp;rsquo;s rebirth&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When the US lifted its ban on absinthe three years ago, the Secret Society Lounge quickly resurrected the drink&amp;mdash;and the culture of Bohemian mystique in which absinthe once thrived in late-19th-century Paris. Indeed, it&amp;rsquo;s easy to imagine storied connoisseurs Van Gogh or Oscar Wilde calling on the drink known as &amp;ldquo;the green fairy&amp;rdquo; at this upstairs nook, where dim lights, heavy bookshelves, and a deep-red ceiling frame a lively scene&amp;mdash;usually tightly packed. Squeeze in at the bar and mull over your seven absinthe choices (one of the largest selections in the city), including the bold Pernod, the spicy Pacifique, and the sweeter Trillium. Then make way for the &lt;em&gt;louche&lt;/em&gt;, an ornate drip fountain that dissolves a sugar cube into your glass and slowly turns the green liquid cloudy. Hallucinatory? No. Mesmerizing? &lt;em&gt;Mais oui&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Best Bars to Hide Out</title>
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a class="lightbox" href="/data/images/2012/7/image/3644/12_042_best-bars_driftwood.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://portlandmonthlymag.com/images/change?src=%2Fdata%2Fimages%2F2012%2F7%2Fimage%2F3644%2F12_042_best-bars_driftwood.jpg&amp;amp;cropify=635x952%2B0%2B0&amp;amp;resize=200x%3E" alt="best bars driftwood" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Image: &lt;a class="attribution-link" href="/producers/william-anthony"&gt;William Anthony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The windowless Driftwood Room, inside the Hotel deLuxe, promises sleek anonymity.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;h2 id="driftwood"&gt;Driftwood Room&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;729 SW 15th Ave; 503-219-2094&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hoteldeluxeportland.com/"&gt;hoteldeluxeportland.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/the-driftwood-room"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Goldfinger ($10)&lt;br /&gt; Domaine de Canton, ginger cognac, orange bitters, champagne, served up&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nestled in the heart of Portland&amp;rsquo;s weird little Bermuda Triangle&amp;mdash;that awkward patch of Southwest Portland where I-405, &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;PGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Park, and the &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;MAX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; make for some trippy traffic patterns&amp;mdash;the Hotel deLuxe doesn&amp;rsquo;t see a whole lot of accidental visitors. So its compact, cave-like bar, where most of the patrons are mere passers-thru, makes an ideal spot to drink in anonymity. Well, that and the fact that the bar is about as dark as a planetarium. The stars here, though, are of the Hollywood ilk: the Driftwood Room&amp;rsquo;s signature cocktails draw inspiration from silver screen icons like Elizabeth Taylor (cr&amp;egrave;me de violette and champagne) and Henry Fonda (local 12 Bridges gin and Krogstad aquavit, Domaine de Canton, lemon juice, simple syrup). Slide into one of the bar&amp;rsquo;s high-backed seats, order a drink, and feel free to lose yourself in a place where no one knows your name. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;mdash;KC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 id="beauty"&gt;Beauty Bar&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;111 SW Ash St; 503-224-0773&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebeautybar.com/"&gt;thebeautybar.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/beauty-bar-portland"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The Katie Bird ($8)&lt;br /&gt; Vanilla vodka, lime, ginger, sugar, served up&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Most of the time, we ladies are happy to share swilling space with the fellas. But on occasion, we like our cocktails Y chromosome&amp;ndash;free. For these nights, there is Beauty Bar. Trust us, with its pink walls, gilded mirrors, mint-green vintage dryer chairs, and decorative, backlit beehive silhouettes, few men will venture beyond Beauty Bar&amp;rsquo;s oversize doors. Portland&amp;rsquo;s fashionable sippers arrive in droves to indulge in the 8-month-old bar&amp;rsquo;s &lt;em&gt;pi&amp;egrave;ce de r&amp;eacute;sistance&lt;/em&gt;: the $10 martini and manicure happy hour (really, you get both for a ten-spot). Nail-painting notwithstanding, Beauty Bar is a bar, not a salon; the cocktail menu features top-shelf classics and surprising concoctions like the Katie Bird, a subtle, vanilla-tinged treat&amp;mdash;just one of the many signature drinks whose froufrou name belie their potency. But, girls, let&amp;rsquo;s keep that our little secret. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;mdash;RR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 id="commander"&gt;The Grant House Commander&amp;rsquo;s Whiskey Bar at Fort Vancouver&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1101 Officers Row, Vancouver; 360-906-1101 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thegranthouse.us/"&gt;thegranthouse.us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/the-grant-house-commanders-whiskey-bar-at-fort-vancouver"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Oban 14 Year ($13)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The only thing more hidden than a suburban bar is one that&amp;rsquo;s housed in a fort. Built in 1824, Fort Vancouver originally was intended to help foster peaceful relations with local Native Americans. This proved somewhat unsuccessful, though (unless incarceration counts as a pacifist activity). Today the National Historic Site serves as more of a tourist destination and locals&amp;rsquo; lunch spot. For Portlanders, that means you&amp;rsquo;re unlikely to run into anyone you know whilst sipping one of the 20 scotches in the Commander&amp;rsquo;s Whiskey Bar. Equipped with comfy, cheek-cushioning easy chairs, hefty mahogany tables, and a giant plasma screen, the snug bar provides a kind of 21st-century bunker, where Portlanders can marshal their strength with a fine single malt, undisturbed. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;mdash;KC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 id="mummys"&gt;Mummy&amp;rsquo;s&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;622 SW Columbia St; 503-224-7465&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/bars/mummys"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rsquo;RE &lt;span class="caps"&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;DRINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; King Tut ($5)&lt;br /&gt; Jack Daniel&amp;rsquo;s with a float of Baileys, on the rocks&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Pharaohs had their secrets. And now, so do you: Mummy&amp;rsquo;s, a small, subterranean bar off SW Broadway that&amp;rsquo;s been helping patrons avoid crowds for some 30 years. But Mummy&amp;rsquo;s is no tomb. Once you pass through the telephone box&amp;ndash;size entry and head down the stairs, you&amp;rsquo;ll find yourself in a surprisingly bright space. Here light bounces off of glass panes cut with hieroglyphics and golden statues of sheiks and queens, and more ordinary citizens, too, likely, a scribe charged with counting corn. His prominently positioned statue signals that anyone is welcome to disappear into the deep worn-wood booths or sit at the tiny square bar. Lined with flecks of gold, the bar glows like the Ark of the Covenant&amp;mdash;another sign you&amp;rsquo;ve found your final resting place for a quiet drink. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;mdash;BB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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