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Tuesday, November 11, 2003
After mistakenly walking into a salon called Fusion and suffering the consequences, Blog washed away the pain at nearby Renner's Grill.
For those that haven't visited the historic bar, Renner's is a place with a lot of contradictions. Located in the black heart of Portland suburbia, it has done a great job of warding off the community's antiques-craving automatons. Still, battle scars show here and there. Cute, ceramic chickens linger over the front door. A Felix the Cat clock hangs near the bar. Postcard images of Portland hang in frames. Maybe they work like garlic; trinkets to ward off neighbors that would otherwise torch the place.
Renner's draws a crowd of burnouts, long-hairs and gawking Wilson high school alumni. At one time, each of the Renner's booths had a light switch, a favorite feature among the bar's booze hounds. Back in the day, it wasn't uncommon to see a patron catching a nap before the long drive home.
Sadly, Renner's has been forced to stop offering its signature "stubbies" of Olympia. The staff has prepared a small memorial though. Consisting of an unopened bottle, various labels and a receipt capturing its $1.50 price tag for all eternity in a large, deep frame, it currently sits behind the bar. Blog hopes that it will one day replace the clock or the chickens with this testament to the once mighty Tumwater Brewery.
Also: The Suburban Room sign is missing for some reason.