Red lights, red bar, red hot
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
The unassuming facade on a still-unassuming block of Old Town would never lead you to believe that Portland's hottest, sleekest, most beautifully urban bar lay inside. In fact, if you're not looking for East, you're likely to walk right by. Walk Inside and feel like you've stepped into Manhattan--the lights are low, the servers are hot, and the entire bar is a smoldering red except for the hip teardrop shaped white stools, which are surprisingly comfortable. Even better, the bar is non-smoking, so you won't go home smelling like an ashtray. Get here early on weekends, have a couple drinks, and leave before it fills up and takes on a meat market vibe. It's a little spendy by Portland's standards, but it's worth it for an evening of feeling like maybe you actually live in a real city.