Your Inn Tavern

Love this place. Bartender and cook were awesome when we went, food was good. Local neighborhood tavern, glad I live right down the street. Highly recommend.

Small local watering hole, with excellent burgers and usually an interesting special.

This is my local. I mean that in every sense of the word, it’s walking distance from my house, and it’s where I go to have a meal, connect with my neighbors, and hang out with the community (and a nice cold adult beverage).
Taverns like this are a gem in the vast choices of drinking establishments you find in all areas of the city. What makes Your Inn unique is that their hours are in keeping with the residential neighborhood in which they have been located since 1923, and not being on the main street means that there is less «walk-​by» traffic, so most people coming there are regulars. It reminds me more of London pub than anything else. This is not a place that you stay at until 2am, they close at 10 or 11, but they also open early in the day so it’s great for folks who work the night shift.
Come for the drinks, either a beer on tap or a mixed drink. If you like a bloody mary, theirs are good and spicy. Strike up a conversation with the bartender, and chances are whoever is sitting at the bar will chime in. Order breakfast (the breakfast sandwich is especially good), some wings, or one of their burgers, which they are known for. Settle in, watch a game on tv, and enjoy. And if you see me, be sure to say hello!

This is your standard North Portland hole in the wall bar but with slow service and the portion of fries on the Tuna Melt was lacking.

What took me so long to try this place? Could be this… long ago on the facebook St Johns page, someone wrote a scathing review of this place stating that the owner (bartender?) was a complete racist. They went on to in no way explain their statement. A commenter claimed that the old guy bartending was just mean to everybody… So part of me wanted to go right on over and find out for myself and part of me figured I’d be fine not knowing or giving them my business. Silly me.
Michael and I were craving burgers on a hangover morning. We walked to the back area where the video poker, big screen and 4 or 5 tables are. The rest of the place is mostly bar seating from what I recall. The bartneder came over and took our order — poor thing had a limp, and I felt badly about the extra steps to get to the back. I’m a perfectly capable screamer but that doesnt work for everyone.
We ordered a mushroom burger & bacon burger with swiss, a fried chicken plate with a side salad and some garlic toast. I brought home a lot of food! Burgers are decent sized (¹⁄₃ lb?) served with friens or rings, lettuce, tom and pickle on the side. They really like their mayo as well. For less than $ 9, it was a solid burger — a step above average bar burgers. I really enjoyed the fries! The garlic bread (michael wanted that!) was straight from the box –so at least you know what you’re getting), but you can buy a box of 6 at the dollar store or order 2 for $ 1.75. The onion rings were just okay. A little doughey (sp) and nothing too interesting there. The salad was a nice little side salad (I took it home and it was just what I needed later on after all that fried food!). The fried chicken plate (for under $ 10) came with fries and a side dish and was really quite good. Four pieces (some quite small, but still 4 whole pieces!). So I have no compaints on pricing at all!
The bartender was just peachy and social and sweet, the regulars were just fine, the customers were friendly. I think the owner may have been cooking and she didnt say much. I like this place — solid, well-​priced food in my hood served w/​some divey ambiance! PS — there was no blatent racism witnessed toward any of the colorful people dining in the dive, including the one I brought. I’ll be back… maybe for taco night!

I’m really hesitant to write a review about this place, because I don’t want to spoil a good local thing. Your Inn does several things well, like the food and the service. What it excels in is keeping it real. This neighborhood spot is a place where everybody knows each other, and if they don’t, they’re quick to flash a welcoming smile and strike up a conversation. It is an authentic St. Johns establishment, where guys come from the docks in their work clothes looking for a cold one, and there’s not a hipster in sight.

Little hidden gem in the St. Johns’ neighborhood. Small space, great service, locals hanging out at the bar, tasty burgers, cold beer, football on the multiple big screens — seriously, what more do you need?

Best Hamburgers my family and I have had in a long time. Bye bye McDonalds, burgerville, etc…

I still love this place, don’t get me wrong, but Denver, the manager is kind of a jerk. He willingly told me that he didn’t care for one of his bartenders, but because other people like her, he’s keeping her. Dude, you’re the problem, not her! Family owned businesses can be amazing and horrible all at the same time. This guy seems like he’s just doing it because he has to and not because he wants to. Probably a pay out in the end when it gets passed down to him. I need to find out what his schedule is so I can be sure not to go in when he’s there.

Family owned, very friendly. Lot’s of neighborhood folks and some young people.
Drinks are strong and cheap. What more could you want?

Bitchin’ Brunch n’ Bloody Mary’s. On Sundays of course.

Where else would somebody bolt the door closed with a hammer? I don’t know what exactly makes me like this place. It has something to do with the fact that this remains one of the few actual divey bars. I mean, the waitresses are surly as shit, the beers aren’t even that cold, and they close at 10 PM on most days. That means most of their business comes from day drinking. Day drunk, you’ve got me through some times, unfortunately I didn’t spend them here. Well, on the bright side if I had spent it here then I’d be broke. Hence, the 4 stars because the drinks are a little pricey for a neighborhood establishment. The burgers are bomb, so big and the bun was toasted, even better. Fries seem like standard steak fries, except BAM! they’ve been beer battered. If you want to really get to know the neighbors then stop by here. This place is oozing with cheese from the jalapeño poppers and gossip from the regulars.

This place earns one star based on combined nostalgia and name value ALONE. As kids back in the day, we got quite a laugh at the double-​entendre nomenclature. Here’s this ridiculously scuzzy little neighborhood joint that was cracking a joke at itself, and perhaps its regulars who might not be in on it. Then again, at the time, we weren’t all that certain that the owners/​operators of the «Your Inn» were in on the joke, either… but what did we know, we were just goofball kids… Thank goodness Alanis Morrissette came along a few years later, and taught us all about Irony and set the matter straight once and for all (spoiler alert: yes, this was a gratuitous «ironic» aside). Now our collective wordplay has become immeasurably richer, through nuance and irony– both deliberate and inadvertent…
The building the Your Inn calls home has since had a long overdue and much-​needed face-​lift, both inside and out. Amazing what a coat of paint will do. A couple of pool tables and large screen tvs, and hey, this place could now double as someone’s middling basement bar.
All the merriment of my trip down memory lane, in returning to the Your Inn this for the very first time as an adult patron, came to a screeching halt when I was presented a $ 7 bill for a single glass of… are you ready for it… PBR!!!
$ 7 PBR pints. I have not been so gob-​smacked by a bar tab since I first went to the UK, and was introduced to their steep taxing… socialized medicine isn’t free, after all…
$ 7 for PBR. I’m still astonished. For comparison’s sake, I immediately launched a mini pub crawl through the oldest of the old dives still remaining in No Po. St. John’s is by no means lacking in dive bars today, and man has it lost some doozies over the years: Jack n Jerry’s, Dad’s, the 8 Ball, Cap’n Jacks have all been felled, either by retirement, poor management, hard times, or sank in the mire of their own scandal and graft. But still remaining are the 4 Horsemen of No-​Po: The Wishing Well, The Perch, The Six Point Tavern, & Slim’s. (there are a few others I could have chosen of course, but this would do for comparison’s sake. Besides, there’s only so many hours in a day…)
The results…
A pint of PBR at all these other fine establishments fluctuated all the way from $ 2/​pint to a whopping $ 2.50/pint. So. The obvious question is: where the flip does the Your Inn get off charging so much more??? Are they trying to finance another re-​model of the place, or double their retirement nest egg over night? Jeeeeeeeez!
Until I hear that there was some horrible accounting mistake, and that the waitress didn’t mean to give me only $ 13 back from my $ 20, for that half-​finished lonely lil’ cup o’ PBR, a return visit simply won’t be in the plans…(could it be that my math is off? someone in cyber space please notify me immediately if so.)
Guess all the yucks we got over the years at the expense of the The Your Inn were on us, after all…

Ahhh, the Urine Tavern.
A reliable neighborhood tavern with a really decent burger.
Really nice interior with a cool (original?) pine bar and beer cooler.
Good place to watch a game.
It’s particularly cozy in the wintertime.
Lots of drunks, but that’s my neighborhood for you.
No patio.

Went here the other day for the first time (we live across St Johns Bridge in Linnton)
I thought it was a great little neighborhood bar, There was a few people in there and because it was small before long, everyone at the bar was having a conversation with each other. like talking across the bar to other people.
There was single person working (Erica i think) who was working the bar and the kitchen. When we first walked in and sat at the bar for about 10 mins there was no sign of anyone to serve us. Ordinarily this might have annoyed me, but after learning that she was in the back making a sandwich for someone, i got the picture — its a small neighborhood bar that has fluctuations in the amount of people who drink there on the weeknights — So there isnt much point in the owner paying for two or more bar tenders if there is only a few (like 3) people in there. She was great — friendly and attentive to refilling drinks.
Anyway we got food and a bunch of drinks and had a good time. Food was quite good and the drinks are poured like they should be — i feel like i am getting my monies worth :-)
Ill go back for sure.

This cool little neighborhood bar sits all by itself in a lonely residential area just southwest of downtown St. Johns. Knotty pine walls, homemade pine u-​shaped bar, music blaring over the TV’s showing golf and baseball above the wall length NASCAR poster. You get the picture. What an awesome name for a bar, Your Inn (sic).
Here it is 4 o’clock in the afternoon, packed full and I understand why several were in need of help home after watching the bartender pour a few drinks. Wow, aren’t screwdrivers supposed to be a bit orange in color rather than clear? Eight beers on tap, a great lady mixing drinks, drawing beer, kitchen duty and bouncer all in one.
I only gave this place 3 stars but when I go back and try some food (Prime Rib on Saturday nights) it may bet bumped higher. Hope the other food is better than the bagged frozen french fries.
Even though we got the evil eye when entering as in many neighborhood bars and dives, it was a friendly place and I will return.