5th Annual Pig & Pint
August 2, 2025
1 pm

A Backyard Gospel of Smoke, Song, Story, and Soul

Hosted by Chuck Allen Jr. and Rilla Ray Delorier

What Y’all Need to Know

(Lard have mercy… let’s do this)

Address: 4072 SW Lowell Lane, Portland, OR 97239
But please rideshare if you can—our driveway’s part of the party!
We’re expecting around 120 guests, so parking will be tight. If you drive, try parking on SW Hamilton Terrace, SW Bancroft Street, or SW Condor Avenue, then walk uphill to our place.
Important: There are two SW Lowell Lanes. If your Uber turns onto a paved one, that’s not it. Ours is a gravel road about 100 yards south of that, off Terwilliger Blvd.
First time here? Just follow the signs for Eagle Point Overlook.
- 1pm - Gather
- 2pm - Hog Call (huddle up for kickoff… be there!)
- Live music ensues
- 3pm - Pig on yo plate
- Hang out long time
🐖 Whole hog, Eastern Carolina–style
🧈 Homemade hush puppies, slaw, and sides that know where they come from
🍻 Cold beer (and bring your own favorite sip)
🎶 Live music—Chris Jones from Bend, OR on the main stage!
🤝 Friends you haven’t met yet
- Favorite drank
- Appetite
- A side dish, if you choose (not required!)
- Loose waistband (optional but encouraged)
- I mean, we’ll have a bunch of chairs but maybe a lawn chair if you wanna be comfy
- Kids (adults only)
- Pets
- Color jello shots (don’t ask) 😒
- Bad vibes

Ask Chuck a Question

Who Was the
Tar Heel Prophet
of Pig & Pint?

Chuck Allen Sr. grew up in eastern North Carolina, where vinegar runs in the blood and barbecue is a love language.

He believed that time around a table—or better yet, a big-ass grill—was time well spent, as long as a cold beer was near.

Ten years after he passed, I didn’t want a solemn memorial. I wanted smoke in the air, music in the trees, and stories that get better with every retelling. I wanted the kind of gathering he would’ve loved—friends who laugh easy, stay late, and eat with their hands.

That’s how the Pig & Pint was born, and it began with a “Pigrimage.”

I had a pig cooker built in North Carolina, not far from where he’s buried, and flew out to pick it up and haul it to Oregon. On the way back, I stopped by his headstone to let him know that:

I live on the West Coast now (he probably turned over),
I married a girl who took our middle name (Ray), and…
I was going to do a pig pickin’ every year in his honor, in the way he taught me.

Then I got back on the highway toward home…

and saw a sign that took my breath away:

I don’t know if my dad sends messages from beyond… but this one had our name all over it.

Friends of the Fire

It takes a village to pull off a proper pig pickin’. These fine folks helped us turn smoke and chaos into something unforgettable.

We’re proud to recognize the folk who threw their support behind the Pig & Pint. Whether through gear, gifts, time, or talent, they helped elevate the experience for everyone.

Show them some love—click the logos below to learn more about what they do and how they show up in the world.