"My Fathers Place is the city’s classic dive bar breakfast experience. The long-standing Central Eastside staple is beloved, whether you’re nursing a hangover or fueling up for a midday hike—Bloody Marys and video poker optional. Grab a brown vinyl booth, let your eyes adjust to the Tiffany lamp glow, and soak in vestiges of Old Portland, preferably with an appropriately hearty plate. If it comes smothered in gravy, all the better, like the chunky corned beef hash or chicken fried steak, and opt for the potatoes o’brien (hash browns with peppers and onions) as a side. My Father’s Place serves breakfast all day and into the night, so even if you’re a late riser you can get your steak and eggs fix." - krista garcia
Sarah Yeoman
