Portland leads the pack for chefs and restaurateurs to strut like superstars, waving their tickets to birth and background in frothy good will. That leaves a place like LFK in precarious limelight, its firmament aflicker in irreverent ways. Like the naughty boy acting out, it defies convention in so doing what it does so well: hosting a nightly asylum of imbibing foodies in nocturnal repose–a smattering of bohemians in the midst of high gastronomy all around it.
There’s a lot of good corned beef hash served at Portland restaurants–especially those with brunch menus. In fact, you can get hash on any day where breakfast is served—from hotel dining rooms to dives and everything else in between.
Hot Suppa, Marcy’s, Becky’s, Local 188, Front Room, to name a few have admirable dishes of corned beef hash.
But the winner for the most unusual is cooked up at LFK. The bar/restaurant follows an interesting concept of offering two plate sizes for many of its dishes. Whatever size you choose you get a heaping helping of hash in the small ($9) or large ($16) portion size. Unless you’re feeling voracious the small portion is plenty big filling an 8-inch round dinner plate to the rim.
Sometimes it depends on the dish you choose from a restaurant menu that makes or breaks the meal, and that was my recent experience at Boda, still one of the most popular Asian restaurants in the Longfellow Square dining loop.
Getting in to this dining darling is not always easy as lines form out the door every night of the week. When I arrived on Tuesday night there were plenty of parking spaces in the adjoining Joe’s parking area reserved for the restaurant. But that belied the activity within. The place was packed. (Ponder this: what happens when the parking lot behind Joe’s is rehabbed into a high-rise rental and parking is lost?)