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Neighborhoods: Northeast Portland, Kerns
Listed in: Greater than 5 stars, Mornin' Yawnin', Portland Gourmet, Carnivorous PDX, Finger Lickin' Good
Screen Door represents the epitome of indulgence. Now indulgence may be par for the course in Portland (home to bacon fest and Pine State), but Screen Door also represents something much more significant: regional food done right. Many chefs in Portland can do French/Northwest/New American style food quite well here, but when it comes to replicating specialty foods from other American regions, it always seems to be done wrong. Not here. Screen Door does southern food right. In fact, between Pine State and Screen Door, I haven't had much in the way of legit southern fare in PDX, and I lament it.
I have been going to SD for breakfast on and off for years. The only thing that keeps me away is the line - which is horrendously long. Were it open for brunch on weekdays I would likely hit it more often (and I'd be 100lb heavier), but alas, I value my hours (and my not-yet-critical cholesterol levels) enough to avoid the waits here most weekends. The stand-outs on the breakfast menu range from Eggs Sardou (benedict with spinach and an artichoke heart in place of ham), breakfast corn dogs, bananas foster french toast, a mile-high stack of chicken and waffles, various delicious hashes, grits and praline bacon (aka meat candy). There's no question that one breakfast here has enough calories for a full day's worth of strenuous activity. Oh, and everything tastes even better than you're imagining while reading this review.
I finally ventured in for dinner the other night, and found it to be... well... like breakfast, but dark out. The line was ridiculously long, with waits ranging beyond an hour. The menu is as enticing if not moreso than the breakfast menu, with brisket, fried chicken, shrimp & grits and similar offerings ranging from $10-$19 (for the special NY steak). They also have a whole selection of special local organic sides each week, and a "Screen Door Plate" entree which just lets you select 3 from the long list of amazing sides (mac n cheese, blackened catfish, greens, etc) or the organics list. My wife usually has to ask for special accommodation to get a plate full of sides (she likes to sample) and she was in heaven with this option. My fish (with melted leeks and braised spinach over potatoes and red pepper sauce) was divine. The side of broccoli, potato and smoked cheddar gratin reminded me that magic (and possibly unicorns) still exist in the word. And the Mac n Cheese? Baked and divine.
The only real misses at Screen Door are the cocktails. While creative, they're not executed well. But honestly, the quality of the food could light up any shadow cast by this miss.
As to the service, SD runs like an incredibly well oiled machine. The abuse that these folks must endure from hungry patrons waiting for extended periods of time (especially for brunch) does not show in their demeanor. At all. I've never had anything but smiling, friendly, efficient service here. Once when they accidentally skipped us on the list the host made sure an order of hush-puppies (perfectly done, at that) was waiting at our table once we were up for a sit.
These folks truly do run a 5-star operation here, and the fact that they can process the masses that come here without hiccups in food quality (never had a bad meal) or service (never had bad service) is honestly astounding to me. They win where so many others fail.
"The Gluttonista"
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This post office is near to my house but somewhat far from my heart. I can't say whether it's the fault of the staff or just shitty customers but every time I visit with the need to ship something flat rate there are next to no boxes out in the self-serve area and never any in the size I need. I don't like being forced to wait in the always-long line just to get a box that should be out on the shelf. And you have to use their boxes to ship flat rate.
Often I find myself cursing as I either cram my goods into a too-small box or pad out a too-oversized box that I've found in the dregs of the shelving. It could be that the customers are to blame here, I do see some possible clues in the form of:
1. Half-assembled boxes left half-hazardly strewn around the counter space.
2. People who just stare blankly at the very obvious and simple choices on the self-service computer screen. ("Sir, I don't think you have the capacity to serve yourself.")
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4. Half-written address labels just left for dead on the counters.
Seriously, every time I walk in there I feel a sense of malaise so thick I could cut it with a knife. But to the credit of the staff here, they have always been friendly enough and helpful (the few times I've had the wherewithal and the schedule availability to stand in line for the appropriate packing material.
People - for the love of god. It's not that hard... don't steal all the boxes, learn the simple difference between Express, priority and flat rate. And get the hell out of my way. Oh, and if you can't read or you're just slow in general, stand in line and let the nice ladies at the counter help you. The self service machine is too complex for you.