We ended up in Forest Grove earlier than expected for our chosen destination, so we had some time to kill, and decided on wandering through the historic downtown district. We popped in to the Diversity Cafe for a quick brunch, and things were overall OK, but with a few modest bumps here and there.
We'd just been beat to the buzzer for the last table in the restaurant proper, so we ended up being seated in the lounge instead. The former has a hometown café feel to it, while the latter proudly wears the uniform of a sports bar, complete with several TVs over the bar, slot machines, and what appeared to be a defunct boxing machine, but I didn't investigate to confirm. Once we were seated, the one server came back around after about 10 minutes, as she appeared overwhelmed with the number of tables she was having to juggle, although she was polite and welcoming about it all. We had a chance to peruse the entire menu, and settled on a couple drinks (an old fashioned for myself, and a canned White Claw for my wife), the fish tacos, jalapeno poppers, and Caesar salad. We tried for the fried pickle chips, but they were currently out of stock.
Once ordered, things moved at a pretty standard pace. Our order began to trickle in over the next 10-20 minutes. As the drinks came around, the server made a point of asking my wife to not rest her feet on the unoccupied chair at our table, as it was a "pet peeve" of hers. I'm assuming she is an owner or co-owner, as I can't imagine an hourly employee caring as much. We complied without complaint. When the food started to make its appearance, I was asked rather gruffly to move by drink out of the way, so she could place one of the entrees on the table. This was followed by what came off as a faux-polite "thaaaanks!" that had me and my wife exchanging sidelong glances. Later, the server would insist that two seated patrons stand up and come to her at the bar to place their order, as she was "just done at the moment".
Quirks aside, the food was a mixed bag. My Caesar salad was tasty and well-dressed, if not particularly remarkable. The jalapeno poppers were near-nuclear temperature, but that's the way I like them. They don't appear to be homemade, but I didn't expect them to be. The fish tacos were, unfortunately, a bit disappointing. My wife remarked that the fish itself was rather tasteless, but the pico de gallo that accompanied them saved the dish.
Overall, the experience was serviceable, and did the trick, but I wouldn't seek out the Diversity Cafe specifically for the food, in the future. However, the promise of the attached dance club is intriguing, and I could see this place being popular on a weekend night when, with enough liquor in my system, I'm sure I'd have a much more favorable review of the cuisine, and the experience overall. For a Sunday brunch, however, there are better options. read more