The Woodsman

During our first visit to The Woodsman, my friend Googs and I could not resist the siren song of the raw bar. Next time, we'll peruse the full menu.

To celebrate his birthday, my buddy Googs and I checked out one of the latest – and most ballyhooed – additions to the east side’s dining scene: The Woodsman, located a couple of doors down from the original Stumptown Coffee on Southeast Division Street.

Upon entering, we were greeted by a cool wood-paneled interior and an impressive display of bivalves on ice. We bellied up to the bar and promptly ordered/inhaled a dozen Tillamook Bay and Netarts oysters on the half shell.

I’m looking forward to a return trip to check out the full menu – both Willamette Week and my foodie colleague, Lila, say it’s terrific – but won’t wait 12 months to do it. (Next one’s on you, Googs.)