best. pick. ever.
it's called pambiche and you should run, not walk, there.
we were starving before we got there and happened to sit next to some nice people.
only in portland would the people at the next table insist that you try their food.
where else does that happen?!
my sister took this photo of me drinking my cuban bev. hate the photo of myself but it's the only pic with the restaurant in the background.
and we were so hungry by the time the food arrived so this is all i got.... empty plates.
and then we had to take it over the top and get gelato.
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