13th Moon Gravity Well — Restaurant in Portland

An unplanned visit, stemming from a meeting arranged from Vancouver to sell a guitar, led to the pleasant discovery of this enjoyable location.

Hear Ye, Hear Ye! A Worthy Hall Awaits at 13th Moon Gravity Well!

Step forth, seekers of good times and fine drink, for a true gem has been unearthed at 4515 SE 41st Ave, Portland, OR 97202! 13th Moon Gravity Well is no mere drinking hole; nay, 'tis a welcoming hearth where every patron is hailed as kin, a veritable member of the clan. From the moment you cross the threshold, the ambience crackles with a warmth to rival any Viking longhouse fire.

Our esteemed host, Ari Moss, is a chieftain of hospitality, a true skald of spirits who not only knows his craft with passion but shares it with infectious enthusiasm. One feels instantly at home amidst the glow of the fireplace, the camaraderie, and the delightful array of board games. (Do yourself a favor and beseech them to teach you the ways of Crokinole - a most excellent pastime, by Thor's hammer!)

Prepare your horns for a truly magnificent selection! They boast meads crafted with locally sourced honey - a nectar fit for Odin himself - alongside an impressive array of microbrews and wines from these lands and far-off shores. Every sip is an adventure.

Mark well, adventurers, this bastion of good cheer is its own unique realm and not to be mistaken for the subterranean stylings of Wyrd Leatherworks and Meadery that is another saga for another day!

For a truly memorable foray filled with outstanding libations, genuine fellowship, and an atmosphere that's both excitingly vibrant and comfortably familiar, set your course for 13th Moon Gravity Well. You'll be glad you...

Edit: the owner called me a liar, wow. Portland is not a progressive city. This is a great spot, but just like every other bar in this area, the customers are racist + misogynistic. The red haired guy at the bar (assuming he’s a regular) was going on and on about women would not be able to create a better society than we have now. The guy with the glasses was talking about Black names that are hard to pronounce. Dog whistles everywhere.

I feel bad for the femme person working, and the SO of the red haired guy. The SO clearly recognizes that their partner is a bad dude. The employee working here was clearly uncomfortable with what was being said.

As a feminist + anti-racist, the behavior of these two white men was disgusting. It’s hard to want to come back, despite how chill the atmosphere is.

The bar scene is not what it used to be. It’s not a place to share knowledge. It’s a place where white men are still privileged. This needs...

the owner came out of this little door near the fireplace and looked at me all wide eyed and said “you’ll never be too dragon for me, lady” stuck his hand in the fire (if I’m being honest he winced a little) then he skipped off “laughing” but it really was more of a run and by the time he passed the threshold to the outside door the entire bar could hear him crying. One guy at a back booth jumped up real fast cause he thought it “sounded just like his 3 year old daughter back home”… but it wasn’t. It was the guy. The frikkin guy who came outta nowhere. What a...