If Ernest Hemmingway found himself stuck in Portland for the weekend, you'd probably find him in at Rum Club, where the daiquiris are coated in absinthe and virtually everything has a little rum in it. An offshoot of swanky Beaker & Flask around the corner, Rum Club boasts a giant, polished wood bar, expertly mixed libations and snacks straight out of the 1950s and a hipper-than-thou clientelle. Its covered patio looks like it will be suitable for cigar smoking year round, if you can handle the steady thrum of trucks heading through this SE Industrial neighborhood.