Then we went back to Portland and stopped in at Henry Ford's, a lounge with a nice view of Mt. Hood (which you can't really see in this photo) and soap suds in the fountain (which you can kind of see in this photo). It's a sort of 50s-60s-style lounge.
Max's description:
The over eager valet would NOT leave Tom’s SUV alone, he
kept moving it around the parking lot, getting in and out, walking behind it
(we thought he was peeing on it at one point), Tom almost walked out there
and took his keys from the guy, very weird. For those of you that have
never been to Henry Fords - your missing out, it’s like partying in Dick Van
Dykes living room, except everything is brightly colored, bright red walls,
bright primary blue sofas in very 60’s shapes, at night they have this old
guy that plays the organ (not that kind of organ) and sings. I forget his
name but he’s really nice, when Victor and I went there on the Barfly Bus
Tour we kept asking him to play songs and he would only play the ones I
requested cuz, as he told Victor "sorry pal - I like the ladies!" so Victor
just piped the songs through me.
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