Firkin Tavern — Restaurant in Portland

The Firkin Tavern is hands-down one of the coolest spots in town, especially on nights when my band, Izy Kactus, hits the stage. It’s like this hidden gem that just explodes with energy and good vibes every time we play. The place packs out, creating this electric atmosphere that’s hard to find anywhere else.

What sets The Firkin Tavern apart isn’t just the crowds, though. The bartenders are legends—quick with a drink, always smiling, and somehow make you feel like you’re the only person they’re serving, even when the place is bursting at the seams. It's the kind of service that makes a night unforgettable.

But it's more than just a bar; it's a community hub. It doesn’t matter who you are or where you come from; the moment you step through those doors, you're part of the Firkin family. It’s got this great neighborhood vibe that’s welcoming to everyone, making it the perfect spot for a casual night out or to catch some live music.

Whether you're there for the tunes, the drinks, or the company, The Firkin Tavern delivers. It’s become our go-to spot not just for gigs but for any night we want to guarantee a good time. If you haven’t been yet, you’re missing out on one of the best experiences the city...

The best place to go when you don't want to be found, and can enjoy a drink in peace and quiet. Specifically if you're playing hooky from work, or avoiding that cute guy that lives down the street... Sorry, Trevor.

While it's entirely self-serving, aren't we all supposed to be our biggest fans? I mean, other than our Mom's? Firkin is my home away from home. The carpet is worn from wear and tear, but the pizza is delicious (shout out to Sam), and the drinks are amazing (love you Todd). Whether you're here to play pool, listen to a local band, or watch Tuesday night comedy - if you're not spending at least one night a week here, then what are you doing...

Firkin awful. By far the worst visit of my trip. I get it, I showed up within the last hour and was your only customer. But dang. He handed me my beer and starred off into the ether. I'm antisocial AF, but you're a bartender dude, say something. 'How's your night, you like your beer...?'. The bar itself was cool, more of a local sports bar/pub than a dive. Had enough spot lighting to read at most of the seating, plus a few digital distractions, I'd be about that. Maybe it was an off or long night/weekend, who knows. Drank my PBR and bounced, disappointed how my...