At least,The Oregonian says we are.
Three years after opening, The Old Gold has become exactly what it was always meant to be: a catchall bar with a few good beers, some straightforward cocktails, and the best whiskey list you'll find this far north (at least until you hit Seattle). We could talk about the nerdy posters on the wall, the hardy Bay Area sports fandom, the Adidas-clad customers visiting from the sportswear company's campus down the road. But everything you really need to know is written on a wall-sized chalkboard on the right as you walk in the door, where dozens of bourbons and ryes, from cheap firewater to $30-a-glass luxuries, are spelled out in a punctilious script. There's even an Elmer T. Lee bottled specifically for The Old Gold from a barrel hand-selected by the owners in Kentucky. Order it with a big rock.
Who's sitting next to you? Guy in a red baseball cap, drinking Rainier.
Signature drink: Bourbon.