A random Saturday on Division Street completely wrecked my usual routine, and I did not see it coming. Walked into Bula Kava House out of curiosity and walked out questioning why I ever depended on caffeine jitters to get through the day.
This low-key spot has been quietly doing its thing since 2011, serving kava the traditional South Pacific way and building a totally different kind of Portland hangout in the process. No booze, no coffee buzz, no chaos.
Just coconut shells filled with this earthy drink that relaxes your mind, numbs your tongue a little, and somehow makes conversations with strangers feel natural instead of awkward…