JOHN GORHAM is a long-established and dynamic godfather of Portland cuisine; many readers will already know the menu at his restaurant Tasty n Sons more intimately than I do. That said, this place is an important local food phenomenon, and we occasionally like to do health checks on worthy institutions. Was the chef’s imagination and attention to detail still as strong as I remembered, or had he begun to rest on his well-earned laurels? I doubted it, but, figuring there was exciting food in it either way, I popped in a few times recently.

It’s the second anniversary of this restaurantโ€”a North Williams hot spot that instantly became a household name upon openingโ€”and many of their original dishes have stood the test of time. Their legendary potatoes bravas ($7), dressed in a maddeningly delicious red pepper sauce and creamy aioliโ€”and always served with perfect sunny-side-up eggs in thick, reassuring cast ironโ€”are still there. So is their award-winning salad of radicchio with parmesan reggiano vinaigrette ($8), bitter and creamy and chilled. Shakshuka ($10)โ€”an unusual stew of red peppers and tomatoes baked with eggsโ€”still flies out of the kitchen. The removal of any of these items would be unsettling; it would be like Portland without the neon stag.

This restaurant, which set brunch on its ear in this town by turning to North Africa, Spain, and Italy (to name but a few) for inspiration, turns exotic ingredients into a wish list of guilty pleasures. Forget the tired brunch format of eggs, goofed-up home fries, and cheap greasy meats, occasionally enlivened with the big imagination of Hollandaise or smoked salmon: This food is a unique fusion designed by a capable chef. Fearless assemblies of worldwide flavors become unquestionably American on Gorham’s plates. A dizzying variety of Moroccan chicken hashes, Burmese pork stews, and Boudin blanc omelets make conventional brunch destinations look as ambitious as rehydrated airport food.

The dinner menu has grown to over 30 big boned, expertly tweaked creations. Smoked BBQ ribs are served with an unapologetically thick, sweet, slightly spicy house-made sauce that will have barbecue purists gnashing their teeth as their inner child grins with delight. A cold, creamy potato salad, suitable for any red, white, and blue summer cookout, cuts the heat and makes the dish, at $11, a solid value. Polenta with Italian sausage and peppers ($15) could be fairly described as creamy, cheesy grits. The dish is the texture of pudding and extremely rich, but surprisingly easy to keep eating. A hearty portion of meat and peppers perfectly balance out to the last spoonful.

Other cherry-picked international comfort foods have appeared over time. The pork shank adoboโ€”a dark, lacquered, braised hunk for two ($13)โ€”is a formidable joint served with kimchee, pickled cucumbers, and white rice. A quick cassoulet for two ($17) omits the confit and crumb crust of the classic, but is rich with deeply smoky pork belly, fresh spiced sausage, charred chicken thigh, and sweet beans. In its hot cast iron pan, it’s like a campfire breakfast made by a great chef (though, sadly, not on the brunch menu). Gorham has, of course, perfected his versions of the American classics, and the Tasty Burger ($11) is one of the best, adorned with cheddar, bacon, and house-made pickles. It is alarmingly juicy, intimidatingly large, and nestled in a generous bed of crisp shoestring fries. It’s easy to overdo a burger when trying to stand out, but here the beef is allowed to be the unpretentious feature it is.

Happy hour is hardly the truncated afterthought it is at lesser establishments, and is a great way to enjoy a good deal of the high-quality food for around $5 a plate. The Pretty Damn Good Chicken Strips are as billed, and a familiar pleasure with a one-buck Old German or $7 cocktail. The Low Country Hush Puppies are the best I’ve found, with the sweet, airy, cornmeal fried to a perfect county-fair crisp that readily absorbs the fruity, ample jalapeรฑo butter. I’ve never had much of a place in my heart for the mushy, unctuous $1 bacon-wrapped date, but they must have their fans, because they’ve been on the menu since day one.

If anything, Tasty n Sons has grown more adventurous in their expanding menu, while displaying admirably high standards of variety and quality. Here at the end of their sophomore year, it is firmly established as an enduring high temple of all-day pleasures.

Brunch daily 9 am-2:30 pm, happy hour 2:30-5 pm, dinner 5:30-11 pm Fri-Sat, until 10 pm all other days. Reservations accepted for six or more. Expect waits at peak mealtimes.

Tasty n Sons

3808 N Williams, Suite C, 621-1400 Tastynsons.com

5 replies on “Checking in on Mr. Tasty”

  1. Tasty n Sons food is great! However, the hubris of John Gorham to have his waiters look his customers in the eye and tell them, “Just so you know, the food comes out of the kitchen when the kitchen has it ready.” is so ludicrous, I can’t even think of eating there again without feeling like my head is going to explode.
    On my last visit, I placed an order for some Chocolate Potato Doughnuts as soon as I sat down, thinking I’d have something to eat while waiting for my meal. My doughnuts showed up more than halfway through my meal. I’d ordered the Breakfast Board as my main course, so my companion and I were at least served our meals at the same time.
    The table next to us wasn’t as fortunate. Two women from out of town, at the restaurant for the first time and excited to be there. The woman sitting next to me was the lucky one, her meal arrived first. Her companion, sitting next to my friend, wasn’t served until 10 minutes later.
    Why can’t this restaurant serve everyone seated at a table at the same time? Timing in a kitchen is so basic. It’s about making your customers feel welcome and cared for. I just don’t get it. The only explanation is that Gorham just doesn’t give a fuck about his customers and that the saps who eat there don’t recognize an asinine concept when they see it.

  2. Food and drinks are awesome.

    What’s less awesome:
    1. Very little food at a Gorham establishment is veg-friendly.
    2. “The food comes out as it is ready” is definitely ludicrous, and has led to some pretty awkward meals there. People aren’t used to eating breakfast “family style,” especially if they think (wrongly) their own food may come out sometime shortly after their tablemates’.
    3. The 3 credit card maximum rule (ordinarily I’d have no problem with this) is applied even to large tables! I brought 14 people there and we were limited to 3 cards, which was a ridiculous pain in the ass considering how much we were spending.

    So it’s a good thing the food is really good, because everything else about the place says “we can treat you like nuisances rather than customers.” Like other places I can think of in Portland,* they’d be out of business tomorrow if service were the only consideration.

    * Hop & Vine and Savoy come immediately to mind.

  3. @1-2. Thanks for the comments. Based on this review I was planning on checking TnS out.
    Not so much now. You saved me an angry.

  4. +

    These two are exaggerating. This place has a couple of quirks, but they hardly outweigh the good food, friendly service and relaxed atmosphere. Don’t miss out on this place.

    “they’d be out of business tomorrow if service were the only consideration. “

    This is true of so many places it’s not even worth mentioning. The line outside Apizza Scholls leads me to believe that people are still more concerned about how the food tastes than they are the restaurant’s particular quirks.

  5. I’ve always had wonderful service at Tasty N Sons. If you don’t like the idea of “the food comes as it’s cooked” and “family style dining”, then this is just not the restaurant for you. Take yourself down to the Village Inn on Broadway and everyone’s food will come out nice and bland and lukewarm, but at the same time!

    I, for one, love the family style dining – I want to try everything that everyone gets anyway, and now I don’t feel guilty about it. Plus, if you really don’t want to share, you could just say (as I did when I was there on Thursday) “No, I’d rather not share my cookies and ice cream, because I want to eat ALL OF THEM”. Then lightly stab anyone who tries to steal your cookies, shakshuka or potatoes bravas with a fork and they’ll get the message.

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