But I was going to talk about Suki's Bar & Grill, which is downstairs. You're used to calling something the "hotel bar," but here you need to flip it around and just call the upstairs establishment the "bar motel."
So here we are, nestled between freeway ramps, and really not in a real destination. Yet, somehow this bar has plenty of patrons. The awning even warns you off ... "Comedy Karaoke." Nope, still got customers. And a fascinating bunch each night.
Monday night football, and the place is full of enthusiastic (but polite -- this is Portland) fans from both sides. How do you fill a Portland bar with an equal number of Minnesota Vikings and Santa Clara 49ers fans? This town doesn't even have a football team. Maybe that's what makes it possible. I don't know.
Tuesday night was pub-quiz night. Clever, too. Do you know what type of doctor Dr Huxtable was, on the Cosby Show? In light of recent news, it makes a kind of gross sense. Also, no one cheated (honest folks -- this is Portland) sneaking a google on their phone.
Wednesday through Saturday are Karaoke. So far it's hard to tell where the mixed bag of participants come from. Wednesday was all the standards like Journey, Sonny & Cher, Toto. Thursday somehow ended up being half girls'-night-out screaming versus guys doing really awful country songs. The performances are all enthusiastic (but safe -- this is Portland) and remarkably in tune.
I have no idea what Friday will bring. But I'll be here to find out.