Since we were on the Beast Bike we were on the back streets of my old neighborhood in NE Portland which is how we stumbled across this fine place.
Located in the building where my former landlady spent a huge portion of her life (see this post for a taste of a rant about what north Portland used to be like) Rev Nat’s got a good place on his hands. There wasn’t a loser in the seven tastes we enjoyed, they only thing I’d recommend is some kind of cracker pallet-cleanser so your mouth is ready for the next flavor. I particularly liked the D’Anjou Nelson pear cider. Ok, the other thing I’d recommend is to not have gangsta-rap blasting in the background. Not a sit-down-and-relax sound track, eh?