Over the moon elated someone is finally speaking about the obnoxious realities of dining out in PDX. Where else in the world would a class of people all go along with paying first class prices + gratuity for mediocre small plates while people stand over you in a line streaming down the block, hungrily coveting your seat; then, to add insult to injury, you have to bus your own table?! Infuriating. How is this even considered "dining"?