I love the delta. It allows you to be yourself and eat and drink great food at the same time. It's me and my girlfriends date night spot and we try to go there at least a few times a year. My favorite restaurant in Portland and my favorite dish is the catfish with mac and cheese. And for the people who talk bad about it, don't go back because that just means I don't have to wait as long to get in.

I have been a regular for ten years, and I am never disappointed. Great food, all fresh and hot and the drinks are AWESOME! Seriously, two Manhattans or two Margaritas and you will be good for the night. Avoid the restaurant, always too crowded and noisy, hit up the bar instead after 9pm M-F. Yes, it has some hipster attitude at times, but the staff is always friendly (luckily they got rid of that stinky British fuck w/ the smelly and hairy asshole). Cheese grits, fried catfish and awesome mac n cheese!

After waiting nearly two hours for a table for two we get seated on a pair of bar stools with a table barely large enough to fit the small menus on. Then after being passed by four waitresses for 20 minutes we just got up and left. Also for a place named in WW as a cheap eat, I would hardly call $11-$14 a cheap eat. Now the Chinese place where we ordered two dishes and four drinks for $30 is a true cheap eat. Having lived in the South I really wanted to try the food but with such poor service I guess I will wait to travel down South where I can not only get real Southern food but also get true Southern service.

this place has a kickass atmosphere, though not for sensitive, stuffy people. definitely not a dive, there is good art everywhere, including a tribute to frida kahlo. old style diner seating and friendly, interesting servers abound. it's like a truck stop, only with the most interesting vodka drinks you'll find in southeast. definitely worth a try.

I recently dined at the Delta Cafe for the first time. I was immediately intrigued by an item on their menu called "Pups in a Puddle," which are hush puppies(deep fried dough balls!) resting in a pond of chicken gravy. Sounds delicious, eh? Who doesn't love deepfried dough? I can't think of any one. Who doesn't love gravy? Well, if we're talking about the chicken gravy offered up by the delta cafe, then I can think of no one, who has taste buds, that could possibly enjoy the tasteless, coagulated lard spread, that this restaraunt tries to pass off as the heavenly condiment known as chicken gravy. It truly was that bad. I even went so far as to ask the waitress if it was to late to request that this "gravy" not be poured onto my side of mashed potatoes. She implied that it was too late, and I accepted her unaccomadating waiting skills with disbelief and hatred. The potatoes ended up being quite tasty once the Sauce that tastes like nothing was removed. My chicken sandwhich was fine. The salad did not have cucumbers. The refills were not free. My personal experience at the Delta Cafe was supremely dissapointing... Perhaps I should have ordered the mac and cheese.

cmon. hush puppies and a 40 of good ol' pabst blue ribbon served as though it were champagne. for 3 bucks no less. where better to satisfy two seemingly polar opposite fantasies: hipster + southern belle = happiness.

Food is okay. Not the best ever, but certainly not the worst. The drinks are pretty sweet, though, particularly the Bloody Mary, which contains enough vegetables to meet your recommended daily allowance of all your vitamins and minerals.

Food is overpriced and sucks. Occaisional Reed hottie stumbles by.

So I married a Cajun and figured this place would rock our tummys like back home...wrong. The "best friend chicken in town" tasted like it was in shake and bake. It was not good. Not horrible but not even tastey or moderately ok. The wife had jambalaya and said boxed Zataran's was comperable - mind you she is a tough judge. Worst part was the waitress had the worst BO I have ever experienced in a restaraunt - and we've been to Europe. Wow. It was so bad we both held our breathe when she'd check in on us. May be you have to be a rich snotty Reedie in dress down and not bathed for a week to get into this place. Can't imagine we'd ever go back.