Biddy McGraw’s Pub – Portland, OR
On our recent trip to Portland, Biddy McGraw’s was recommended to us by the good folks at cdbaby.
This is a great pub located at 6000 NE Glisan in Portland. One of our group, who had recently returned from Ireland, said she felt like she was back there when walking into Biddy’s. There is a lot of atmosphere. We were there in the early afternoon so it was not hopping yet. It worked out well for us because we had the handsome bartender, Sean, all to ourselves. He was very friendly and allowed us to wander around all we wanted taking pictures. He even explained the difference between lager and stout to me but after a Guinness or two, I seem to have forgotten what he said. Guess I need to go back for a refresher course as soon as I can. Next time we will hit it when the live music is playing which happens pretty much every evening except Tuesday which is Trivia night. 
Biddy’s is not to be missed next time you are in Portland or for your next pub crawl for residents. The food is great and they make you feel at home right away. This is everyone’s fantasy neighborhood pub.
Looking into the history of the name Biddy McGraw I came across a song of the same name. I can’t swear the two have anything to do with one another but I am betting there is some sort of loose connection. I found a few versions of the song, one was attributed to songwriter Matt McGinn. Be sure to check out his version also but here is the other version I found.
Biddy McGraw
Oh, let me tell you of a story that will give you a shock,
A story ’bout a murder on St. John’s Dock;
The person in question was Biddy McGraw,
And she strangled two sailors with the straps of her bra.
Too rah hoo rah hah, fiddle dee da ra,
Too rah too rah too rah hah.
Well, they tried to dope her with foreign liquor,
But even then they couldn’t lick her;
She remembered she was told by her ma and her da,
To keep both hands on the straps of yer bra.
Too rah hoo rah hah, fiddle dee da ra,
Too rah too rah too rah hah.
So she wrapped those straps around the big fellers head,
And she threw him in the river like a crust of bread;
Then the small feller laughed and he said, “Hee Haw”,
So she stuffed his gob with the rest of her bra.
His face turned purple and before he fell,
She picked up her miniskirt and ran like hell.
Too rah hoo rah hah, fiddle dee da ra,
Too rah too rah too rah hah.
She went home that night ’bout a quarter to one,
Happy and contented with a job well done;
She told her story to her ma and her da,
They said, “T’anks be to God you were wearin’ yer bra!”
Too rah hoo rah hah, fiddle dee da ra,
Too rah too rah too rah hah.
Now all you ladies who go walking late at night,
Don’t keep the straps of yer bra too tight;
Just remember the story of Biddy McGraw,
And keep both yer hands on the straps of yer bra.
Too rah hoo rah hah, fiddle dee da ra,
Too rah too rah too rah hah.
Be sure to stop by Biddy’s and lift a pint or two. Tell Sean the biddies from Fanrealm sent you. The phone number is (503) 233-1178 and the website is biddymcgraws.com
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