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Morrison Hotel

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BY AMY MCCULLOUGH | amccullough at wweek dot com

[September 26th, 2007] HELLO, I LOVE YOU: I know I’m not the only PDX resident who’s originally from the Midwest (or another region where most folks drink crappy domestic beer), so let me say this: Morrison Hotel (719 SE Morrison St., 236-7080) is just like those bars you used to go to in order to drink good (meaning European) beer. And its mostly bottled-beer list—which is heavy on the Belgian brews, including three varieties of Chimay and lambics from framboise (raspberry) and pêche (peach) to kriek (cherry)—seems endless. It’s also worth noting that this is not a theme bar. Aside from its exact-replica namesake, two subtle photos of Jim Morrison behind the bar and a cocktail named “Doors”—a mix of Chambord, sparkling wine, pineapple and amaretto—the Hotel, opened by Blue Monk co-owner Chris Joseph, is far more classy with its redwood bar and monochrome green decor than it is psychedelic. So grab a sour-apple Jolly Rancher from the snack tray (the green theme is far-reaching), order up a few scrape-the-plate apps—the baked goat cheese with spicy tomato sauce is simple yet delish—and fall in love. AMY MCCULLOUGH.














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