Greazy Pickle — Restaurant in Portland

I would to start off by saying that my review is already not entirely accurate. I chose the selection of $10-$20 per person, when in reality, once my therapy bills are factored in, the number would be in the thousands.

I went to the Greazy Pickle for some pickle fries and a bacon cheese burger, little did i know that i would be scarred for life by my dementia ridden grandma... I went to this establishment that the atmostphere would match the weird name, and i was not disappointed. I was welcomed like a member of the family. Literally. 2 of the waitresses reminded me i wasnt my grandpas favorite, and the bartender starting bragging about how much better his kids were than mine. I sat down to eat and had to hold hands during prayer before eating, it reminded me of my childhood home, where my little brother drowned in our hot tub because i out a sticker of a cheeto at the bottom and he was feigning for a snack. So that was nice, start off the meal with some tears... Not tears rolling down my cheek, were talking full ugly crying.

I left after eating, full of regret for my cheeto prank and full of pickles, an odd combo that i didnt hate. I got back to Michigan and decided to visit my grandma int eh nursin home in order to tell her about my trauma dumping to teh bartender, adn to spend time with her in her final days.

"when driving home i stopped at the greazy pickle"

My grandmas eyes grew large and she said "omg! ive had the Greazy Pickle before!" excited for a good story from a reminiscing grandma, I implored her to tell me everything, sparing no detail.

Apparently my grandma had some fun when my grandpa was in Vietnam, and during this period she made love to many italians. I am not sure if you ever dealt with a dementia patient retelling stories, but the filter is gone. She didnt tell me about going to the movies, or walking down the beach, it was all descriptions of the hot and heavy. I kept telling her to stop referring to these italian men as Greazy Pickles, but she was loving the memories.

Long story short, if you are looking to eat some greasy food and have months of vomit-in-mouth thoughts, sure, swing into this dive bar and snag some pickle fries. If you dont want to know how veiny a Greazy Pickle was in an alley in 1972, maybe go...

The staff at Greazy Pickle were kind and personable. I am rating 3 stars for a couple of reasons. First, it took us an hour to get our lunch on a Saturday, that consisted of 2 burgers. The burgers were overdone, (blackened), and didn’t come out with the toppings that we had ordered on them, but other than that tasted fine. I ordered “loaded fries,” and I’ll take the blame for not asking what was on them. They had cheese sauce, fake bacon bits, shredded cheese, tomatoes and white onions. Very interesting combo. They appeared to be fully staffed. I was shocked that nobody ever apologized for the long wait in getting our food. This was our first visit, so I’m sure we’ll give them another try. Sometimes places just have off days. I just wouldn’t recommend going there if you’re in any...

Bar and restaurant. Family room was ok but sometimes language rough for young ears because pool tables in that side. Food was pretty good. We had breaded mushrooms and they were great. I ordered tenderloin. It was very good. Nice breading and thick enough to not be hard. Wife got beef taco salad. Not the best. The beef did not have a ton of flavor and the taco shell was not real crispy had to cut it with fork. Kids got double cheese burgers and bacon double cheese burgers. Unfortunately the cook mixed them up so the one was to have pickles and ketchup but no bacon and other one was to have bacon and ketchup only. Well they both had bacon. And only after starting did they realize one had pickles other did not. Other than that burgers were good. Fries a...