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For a place with nowhere to sit, Devil's Dill sandwich shop is already an institution in its Hawthorne 'hood. It's the last stop for the drunks at 3 am, and the first respite of the lazy or shy, one of Portland's only non-pizza spots to deliver late. But you couldn't hang out and eat—that is, until two weeks ago. Now, one by one, the people walking by poke their head into Devil's Dill's new no-frills side bar, No Fun (1711 SE Hawthorne Blvd., 236-8067, devilsdill.com). "You'll be seeing us real soon," they say. It isn't the simple décor—although the friendly owner says he insisted on a classic deco-style pressed tile ceiling—or the blank-generation music playing from a laptop behind the bar. No, in a neighborhood short on solid hangs, No Fun sells itself without even seeming to try. Because you can now get your favorite tasty-ass, five-spice pulled pork or a ridiculously hearty meatloaf sandwich in an amiable, sunny bar, with one of five craft taps, a reasonably priced $8 Negroni, a Pickleopolis pickle plate with beets, or especially the $8.50 house martini—gin and vermouth dirtied up not with olives but with pickle juice. Screw olives; this is much better. Y'all will be seeing me real soon.
WWeek 2015
