Jubitz, on the outskirts of Portland, is a completely self-sufficient village for red-state truckers who'd rather treat weirdo Portland like a flyover. The local-owned truck-fueling giant hosts a cinema, a FedEx office, a clinic, three delis, multiple arcades, a big ol' diner called Cascade Grill, an outpost of Bernie's shoe repair and, of course, the Ponderosa, a boots-up country bar staffed with a fleet of women in jeans and cowboy hats, serving "one-pound margaritas," a drink called Angry Balls that mixes Fireball and Angry Orchard, and an artery-tightening Pondo Burger with a half-pound of beef stacked with onion rings, barbecue sauce and a two strips of bacon ($10.95). Those hankering for homestyle can get ribs, meatloaf, and spaghetti and meatballs. Late nights, the place packs with some of Portland's most raucous live country shows and swing dancing, including occasional afterparties by touring stars. Jubitz, like Georgia, is a state of mind. I leave a little piece of me there every time I go.
Happy hour: 3-6 pm daily. Draft beers are $2.75, craft beers are $4, and wells are $3.50. Nightly drink specials.
Entertainment: Live country music and dancin'. Games aplenty from pinball to pool to pop-a-shot to low-stakes state-run gambling.