Jason V.
Yelp
The Portland Saturday Market's star has been in decline for sometime. With the advent of the Vancouver Waterfront and nearby farmers market, as well as the rise of other farmer's markets around the metro area, coupled with the fact that both it, and downtown in general, never really recovered from the COVID era, it's hard to justify more than one visit a year here, and even that is starting to become a bit of a stretch.
PSM just doesn't have the same exuberant, vibrant energy it once had. Even though all the pieces are still there, something about the soul of the market has faded. It's still filled with numerous vendors selling handcrafted artisan wares of all types, from jewelry to leather goods to framed artwork, clothing boutiques, home décor, and a seemingly dwindling handful of food carts and snack vendors. There's also the perennial presence of local flavor such as angry Evangelicals with megaphones, signs and speakers; Fentanyl-addled zombies yelling slurs and nonsense; as well as rampant graffiti, litter, and the pervasive smell of urine. Yay.
Many of these faults are attributable more to the overall decline of the city instead of the market itself, but its hard to divorce one from the other, particularly, I would imagine, for visitors and tourists. As a born-and-bred local to the area, the Saturday Market has ever been a place to kill some time browsing, but rarely a place where I purchase anything. There are a few exceptions, of course: the beef (and assorted other animals) jerky vendor, and the candied roasted nuts vendor across Naito are notable. More often than not these days, though, the PSM is more of a detour, or simply a place to pass through while headed to other, more engaging downtown landmarks, such as Powell's, Dan & Louis, Raven's Manor, and others, or simply for a long, leisurely stroll down Tom McCall Waterfront Park (which, unfortunately, has also suffered similarly over the past few years).
It's not all doom-and-gloom here, but the Portland Saturday Market used to be a headlining feature of the Portland Waterfront; now, it feels like more of an afterthought.