Having been around for 20+ years and seen the come and go of bars and eating establishments,(some less eating, and more bar), I found G&R's a refreshing redesign of an otherwise overlooked location. Accross from Skillful Vending and a facinating historical salvage store. What could you ask for. The menu is great for a quick meal or a family. Onion Rigns are great. All Fish specials are just that. SPECIAL. You can relax and watch sports, or look over art in the back room, and waist away on the open air patio. I have read several other reviews by locals. My suggestion is that they express where they came from and what they know. I would like them to remove their boots before they come in. I have seen food butchered on the tile floors, grinders of hamburger not washed, etc. at places I would bet most of them have had a burger or a quick oriental rollup. What you see is relative. Service is generally the best the time of day can support. To rank a new enterprise the way they have shows, what little they know about what it takes to generate a new business in an area that has been depressed for several generations. Go across the street from the Post Office for YOUR true night life, and sleep well by the undergrowth. Those areas will be next to revitalize. Gene and his wife will be self starters and follow the path set by the DiMillo family I have know for 20+ years.I expect this location is the start of something new for Portland. Raj
Although they offer a good selection of specialty pies - most notably vegetarian, vegan, and gluten-free options and fresh, local toppings - they fail to live up to their reputation for superior pizza. Free delivery can't compensate for dry, cracked, and flavorless regular crust that somehow manages to be worse than Domino's old crust, and the whole wheat version is easily the worst I've ever had. Finally, they have historically gotten my online orders wrong as many times (if not more) as not. I wanted to like them, giving them a handful of chances to improve over time, but it was not to be.
I got in a little spat with the girl that finally answered the phone, because as an older person I am completely offended by having to listen to a stupid computer talk before I order my pizza. Therefore, I expected it to be fifteen minutes late, ice cold, and fully spat upon. What happened? This kid Blake brought it fifteen minutes early, piping hot, with a great attitude. I'm telling you, better ingredients, better pizza. Thank you Papa John's.