Bikes and booze shouldn't go together so well, but here in Portland it isn't summer until the bike racks in front of bars become jam-packed.
The staff is helpful just as long as you don't have a baby. This is the kind of place to get heart burn from an apple juice-like cider and brats around other adults.
The best spot beyond the Rose Garden for viewing the game & the noise of hollering fans, with free arcade basketball to sweeten the deal.
The Weeping Tiger sandwich keeps mouths screaming for more (even carnivores), while the mason jar punch turns it into an all-nighter.
Bike, family, & eco-friendly, this bar is has a lot of friendliness goin' on. If your bike is still in storage, no one will judge.