Sandy Hut1430 NE Sandy Blvd Portland, OR 97232
Phone: (503) 235.7972
Located in: Northeast Portland & near Southeast Portland - Visit Website
BarFly's Review of Sandy Hut
Portland's collective cringe when word came the Sandy Hut had been sold, proved entirely unnecessary. In the capable hands of the dive-loving dudes behind Gold Dust Meridian, Club 21, and Double Barrel, the old girl has had a little work done, and she looks all the better for it!
Their subtle, deft restoration has revealed many of the vintage flatiron's formerly covered-up quirks - a glass block point illuminates the interior dramatically, whether by sunlight or headlights, and nifty-Fifties diamond doo-dads dot the exterior. Inside, well-chosen, neo-vintage serpentine booths are a welcome replacement of their decrepit predecessors. The Hirschfeld mural remains, in all its Old Hollywood glory. By any practical measure, the current iteration of the Sandy Hut represents a significant upgrade from the punch-drunk model that staggered charmingly through the past few decades. The bar experienced less a renovation than reboot - a ruthlessly imagineered streamline of the Sandy Hut's best self.
The pub grub fare is dependably excellent and no longer reliant upon the kitchen staff’s personal timetables. Drinks may be slightly - SLIGHTLY - more expensive, though the price of a tallboy or shot won't confuse longtime habitués, and servers seem to appreciate the obligations of their trade. Dispensing with the associated atmosphere of slumming hipsters and bloodstained blue collars, the utterly overhauled environs limn a tastefully kicky Mid-Century Modern haven for subdued swingers. Aggressive without violence, stylish absent pretensions, evenings often descend to a raucous hugfest among people that thought such emotions long ago sneered away.
True, glass bricks have beaten back the sepulchral dank, much to day-drinkers' irritation. Video poker hounds shall miss the gals sloshing Cosmos upon the departed shuffleboard table. And, this version hasn't the stage (and always-inexplicable ticket kiosk), constructed as a desperate last act of the former administration. The frenetic punk shows that followed were endangered from the start.
Socially, it's still largely the same rocker preserve (presume 1.5 bands per patron), and fuckbuddy parlor (it’s called The Handy Slut for a reason), with a light sprinkling of dude-bros of the more adventurous type.
This isn't the Handy Slut of yore, but after nearly a century of opening her doors for every wastrel carrying a few quarters, can you blame the old gal for partnering up with a bona fide provider and finally settling down?
Pool. Video poker.
Alas, the vintage shuffleboard table is MIA, but the new owners are looking for a suitable replacement.
Open 2pm-2:30am Monday-Friday, 11:30am-2:30am, Saturday and Sunday.
$5 menu, 50 cents off pints and well, $1 off wine, 2pm-7pm Monday-Friday, and all hours, Sunday.
|Sandy Hut's Happy Hours|
|Monday||$5 menu, 50 cents off pints and well, $1 off wine, 2pm-7pm, Monday-Friday.|
|Tuesday||$5 menu, 50 cents off pints and well, $1 off wine, 2pm-7pm, Monday-Friday.|
|Wednesday||$5 menu, 50 cents off pints and well, $1 off wine, 2pm-7pm, Monday-Friday.|
|Thursday||$5 menu, 50 cents off pints and well, $1 off wine, 2pm-7pm, Monday-Friday.|
|Friday||$5 menu, 50 cents off pints and well, $1 off wine, 2pm-7pm, Monday-Friday.|
|Saturday||Alas, no happy hour today.|
|Sunday||$5 menu, 50 cents off pints and well, $1 off wine, 2pm-7pm, all hours, Sunday.|
Sandy hut is a place to get wasted out of your mind.
If you want cheap drinks, chicken wings, love to smoke cigs, love to party with poker and want to find a cheap woman that loves these things, I suggest the butt hut.
Gone home with more than a little memory of the evening before and only remember it because the bar hag drooling over a pbr was leavin' my place in the morning.
By far, my favorite drinkin' hole. Super friendly regulars, a barstaff that's efficient, and monster chicken strips. Moldy darkness and cold cheap beer is good.
Now, when I refer to the Slut as a dive bar, I do so with the utmost reverence. This is exactly what a dive bar should be. There are a couple of issues that must be addressed, however:
1. Why did you all have to clean up that lovely garden of expletives and varied stains on the men's bathroom walls? Now I'm gonna have to bring in a Mercury if I wanna have reading material while I drop the kids off at the pool? I suppose you're not making me bring in the WW for toilet paper, so we'll let this slide.
2. I come in with my wife sometimes, and she likes the fruity drinks. She won't stop until there's at least 3 fruit flavors in her hooch. But these drinks are criminally priced next to my friend, whiskey and coke! I know the bartenders are awesome and deserve to paid well for what they do, but are they getting the pineapple juice flown in directly from Hawaii or something? I must admit, however, they are some damn fine pours, so I'll let that go too.
3. And finally, the jukebox.....there are some great tunes on this, and maybe I'll sound a bit old when I say this, but could we at least get some consistency on the noise level? One song blares like a low flying 747, while the next song will sound like it's coming from a dude with a radio locked in a trunk.
Even with these flaws, and though I could get my precious booze a bit cheaper elsewhere, I still love the Hut like a family member. Neighborhood bars are like that.
Plus it's not all hipster and pretentious like a few nearby bars that will (for now) remain nameless.
Met some buddies for a couple of drinks.. Really nice barstaff. Tall blonde (forgot here name) and smaller dark haired (angela?) lady brought us good drinks were really nice. Tab was like 60 bucks , we tipped a third.. everything was great.. We waited outside for a couple of friends to meet up and are jumped by a buchca metalheads (all regulars) and it gets dumb. Like 7 of them and 3 of us , and I am in a full arm cast. This is not sandy huts fault, but.... The smaller bartender comes out and tries to break everything up and is yelling mostly at us. Wants us to take off and though she is sure the others started it, or is placating us, w/e. She wants us to get out of there? But if we tried to get our stuff off the ground the idiots try to come after us again.. Finally as we are getting in my buddies truck I see here hugging the main guy (lotso hair black jacket) and his girlfriend (short darker skinned long black and blond dreads). She then leads them inside for drinks/victory party or who knows. I used to come to the sandy hut back in the day and it was great..
they actually DO have steamer clams now, and they also have graffiti on the outside of the building as well as the inside. the slut is like home. day crew as good as night crew. bartenders kick ass and regulars are sweet. (like me) it can be annoyingly hip on weekends though.
my sister wanted to show me the true essence of this popular bar, so we drank some tall boys of pbr and sat in the booth next to the mural closest to the bathroom. i've been to many a dive bar, but this one took the cake. why, you ask? because half way through our beers, my sister delightfully informs me that the couple in the 2nd booth behind me (not directly behind, but the one after) were having sex.
i'm just saying, you can't really have a better first impression at a bar like this unless people are having sex in the booth behind you.
Jesse Diggs- what happened is that the skeezy owner of this place fired all his good people and replaced them with strippers who don't know how to tend bar. Used to be a great place, but no more.
I like to play video poker here and take runs at dars. Usually I take a few runs then go win some big money. That's what I do.
What the hell happened to this place? It used to be standing room only on friday and saturday nights and now it's just like twenty dudes at the bar staring at the (all female) bartenders. The slut used to be THE spot for eastsiders to hit on their way to or from downtown. Lately it seems like nothing more than another video poker bar.
A bartender at Basement Pub recommended I check out Sandy Hut -- when I arrived it was relatively chill (and therefore not too smokadelic), which I attributed to it being a cold Tuesday night, but the few folks around were friendly. However, the joint really started jumping after 10 and I found myself surrounded by generous self-proclaimed regulars doling out beers and serving up funny-moving-into-salacious stories. I walked into the Hut with 20 bucks and walked out 5 beers later still with 15 and the impression that a willing ear will be rewarded. And, at least in my corner, the most coherent consumers were looking out for those who prohhhhbably shouldn't be behind the wheel and making sure they got home safely. I'm definitely a fan after my first visit. I do wish the late-night menu had just one item on it that wasn't deep-fried, but I understand its functionality for soaking up all that alcohol goin' down.
Oh my God! This is my fave spot for hangin' out, gettin' loaded on cheap swill, lookin' cool and tryin' to get warts where i haven't got 'em yet.
Okay, so maybe it's not your ritzy, low smoke, waltzin' with champagne, everyone-here-is-rich-and-sassy kinda place, but really, it's quite nice. The staff is friendly and fast. The company usually isn't too bad, if slightly loud and obnoxious at times. The drinks are great and the food is good. For a working man with very little cash, this place is a good break after work. If you're in during the early evenings you'll often see your typical older blue-collars and good 'ol boys hanging around the bar and later the night will filter into the hipsters and the younger crowd. Over all, it's a pretty eclectic crowd and a decent place to catch a bite to eat and have a drink.
i love you. really i do. L.O.V.E. love YOU! your drinks are stronger and cheaper than what i would make at home. your second hand smoke envelopes me in loveliness. your video games make me almost cry and your clientele makes me wanna...oh sandy slut how i love thee.
A Club for the Addicted set, nicely laid-out and full of Talk. A great Jukebox full of mementos that fill the background well. The stiff drinks have led to to me riding quite a few taxis, and one stripper riding me. Find a seat, turn down your standards, and take someone home.
If you're looking for that one night stand, since you're a loser of a guy who usually can't find a good woman, you'll find that "Mary-Jane Rotten Crotch" here! Since now one else wants her, they'll take whatever they can get...YOU!
Ohhh... and be careful when breathing here- you may catch some air bourne disease!
This Hut is Truly Trash!
Whenever I end-up here, I dont remember for days after. People seem to think its cool to scowl and look bitter, living in a cloud of smoke. I cant tell if this place is an ashtray or a litter box, but it still seems to stay in business somehow.
Well I imagine if you wear those cool guy glasses, are broke as shit drinking PBR's, and are willing to give a semi hot alternative girl a ride home on your handle bars, you might have a shot. Although chances are she will bail of those bars and run off to her girlfriends house to munch mad box.
You guys say I can get laid here?! I can't get laid anywhere, but when I feel like giving it a sportsman's effort, I frequent most of the places you mention... but THE SANDY HUT?!! i've never even been to that oddly shaped little building... can't wait to show the ladies of the sandy hut my magic potient.
the sandy hut makes a mean spanish coffee ... they also make a "sandy nudge" but only the bike club fags drink that shit . great cheap breakfast, ample servings . if you can stand the smoke , scurvy drunks ,hipsters , scenesters , bike club , scooter dorks , then you've found a home !
all in all ... it's worth it.
extra bonus , when you buy smokes they pack them for you and then present them to you ready for smoking enjoyment . or maybe that's just for me ?