The booze-free strip club that local teens turned into an icon.
In June, Portland will lose a legend. For
three decades, the Jiggles sign at exit 289 on I-5 has stood as a
tantalizing promise of adult privilege to adolescent males of all ages.
It may be diff
Clackamas County tycoon Terry Emmert is bringing pro football players to Portland. Why?
The kingdom of Terry Emmert is easy to miss from Oregon Route 212.
A state highway that
wears its sprawl as proudly as a new Carhartt jacket, 212 stretches east
from Interstate 205 to Boring, sl
What comes to mind when you think about why you love
Portland? Powell’s, beer, strippers, third-wave coffee, food carts,
weird doughnuts, water fountains that don’t stop running, plastic hor
Match, Tinder and shiny balls: it’s tough to pick up a spare man in Portland.
Steve’s “tell” should have been his cedar-encased iPhone. Then again, I was never much of a poker player.
It’s an unseasonably
warm Saturday and thanks to OkCupid, a free dating site wildl
There’s a new business in Portland’s Real Chinatown—marijuana.
Sunny Chan has a lot of history at Yummy
Garden, the Brooklyn neighborhood restaurant he used to own, and at
another restaurant he owned, Chinese Garden in Gresham.
there’s change afo
It’s a new morning for pot in Portland. We clear the haze.
Our brains are wired for weed.
It’s true. There are
proteins called cannabinoid receptors just sitting up there, waiting to
be activated. Whenever you toke up, those molecules come alive. You
The city poured $96 million into reviving Lents. Where’s the rebirth of this East Portland neighborhood?
In the past few months, Mayor Charlie Hales has talked
about changing the way the city of Portland tries to bring struggling,
rundown neighborhoods back to life.
He calls it “place-making.”
“TALKING SHIT ABOUT HALL & OATES WILL RESULT IN IMMEDIATE DISCIPLINARY ACTION.”
sign hanging next to the employee schedule at Voodoo Doughnut is
probably a joke, but I’m not quite
How the redemption story of troubled baker Dave Dahl began to crumble.
For years, a 6-foot cardboard cutout of
Dave Dahl greeted customers at Dave’s Killer Breadquarters in Milwaukie.
In the photograph, a grinning Dahl—with his baker’s smock, ponytail and
Five Portlanders with innovative theories about space, wolves, beaches, slavery and the Titanic.
Great ideas start as crazy ideas.
Put away the
tinfoil—we’re not talking about chemtrails or the Illuminati. Rather,
we’re remembering how once-revolutionary theories about the benefits of