
Shh. For the past few years, Southeast Portlanders and industry folks have kept Bellwether Bar as their own in-the-know neighborhood jewel of the highest order. The setting: a wonderfully warm historic 1910-era building off the shoulder slope of Mount Tabor. Here, chef Jimmy Askren approaches the idea of a PNW public house with genuine intent—crispy prawns with Old Bay cocktail sauce, locally sourced beef and pork protein mains, deviled eggs for snacking, and a bar burger that disappears by the dozen from the kitchen each night. The whole is greater than the parts in a well-worn dining room that creaks with history and leads to a surprisingly large and hidden back patio. Forgiveness, please, for blowing its cover.
