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IntoxiKatie’s 2nd Drinkaversary!

Happy Drinkaversary, IntoxiKatie!

I know I didn’t really make a large public announcement this year or make a big deal about it. Another year older, another year wiser is what they say, right?? Well, another year older is definitely true…wiser is somewhat debatable, haha.

Celebrating a few Fridays ago, there was some poor foreshadowing at work when a Dove chocolate offered me the advice of ‘Have no limits today.’ Damn you, Dove. Similar to last year, I selected U Street as the neighborhood of choice for celebration. This year I wanted a new story to share though, rather than just a story of all my regular places.

First stop – Dodge City!

Dodge City was actually one of the first bars I went to in DC. I went there the first night I ever got drunk. Having been there a few more times since, I feel comfortable giving this bar a more complete review. We arrived around 11pm to a fairly crowded downstairs bar with people dancing to a solid DJ mixing R&B/rap music. With no alcohol, my guy buddies weren’t quite ready to cut a rug on the dance floor. (I’m always ready to dance, as awkward as it might be, haha). The alternative to dancing was heading upstairs to the much more subdued bar and patio. While there was also a DJ and a few musicians performing upstairs (more electronic/top 40/indie music), people didn’t have quite the same spirit….yeah, spirit is what I will call it. The general aesthetic of Dodge City is chill. It’s large enough to bring a group of friends, but the interior darkness still allows for the flexibility of a more intimate setting if you find yourself in a nook closer to either of the bars. Overall, I would suggest this bar for the middle or later in the evening rather than a first stop. Dodge City has also provided a relaxing drinking atmosphere for me post 9:30 Club shows on a few occasions

With easy access to the chill upstairs bar, I started with a Crispin cider ($7). Doing a lap around the place that included the upstairs and downstairs patio space, a few more buddies showed up and I went for round 2 (screwdriver – $6). Both the upstairs and downstairs patios aren’t very glamourous – mostly sparse with a few small tall tables to just rest your drink, but great for those looking for some fresh air or to just chat with friends instead of grinding up on them. Less than five minutes after ordering the screwdriver came a round of Jameson and a toast to getting ‘white girl drunk.’ For the record, I adamantly denied that such a thing would happen. Oy. Venturing back outside to the patio to chat, I wandered off (as I tend to do at bars with multiple floors) to get a shot (kamikaze – $6)…this was going to be an expensive night. Heading back outside to meet my buddies, somehowwwwww I ended up making a bet.

The bet/drinking challenge: That I could drink more than one of my guy buddies. Whoever drank water or ate first was the loser (assuming the number of drinks stayed the same). Seems like nothing could go wrong, right? To my disadvantage, other than height and weight, haha, I was already 4 drinks in when this bet was made while my competition only had 3 drinks. With 4 drinks worth of liquid courage/confidence, I was sure I could win though!

Making our way down U Street, for some reason we felt the need to stop at our normal trivia bar, Touchdown. After getting distracted by a few texts, I arrived a minute or so after my friends to find that I was already losing the bet. Two drinks down. To combat this, I ordered a shot and a cider (what a winning combination). Drinking quite aggressively, I finished those within a couple minutes. Having evened the playing field, another friend encouraged me to go for two more to screw over my competition. Great idea, clearly. I ordered two more. Yes, that was 4 drinks in 10 minutes. This is the point of the night where details get a little fuzzy.

Facts: We went to Saint Ex next. I ran there. I went MIA for a little bit. I left. I ended up with a battle scar from the evening on my forehead. Some details may be excluded for self-preservation/pride. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it, haha. This drinkaversary was a little rough…not as bad as last year, but bad enough for me to make the executive decision that I do not need to celebrate my 3rd drinkaversary next year, haha.

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Touchdown – Tuesday Night Trivia

Yeah yeah….I know what you’re thinking.

*WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN INTOXIKATIE?! I am completely lost trying to distinguish which bars are worthwhile from those that are complete shit.*

Never fear!  I’m back and roaring….ready for a new year of bar reviews.  In all seriousness, my B for the absence.  Hope this post finds you all well and enjoying some good ole holiday shenanigans.  With all the time off from writing, I have gained some new perspectives and added more stories to my personal collection of ‘How Katie can make a fool of herself.’ All for the entertainment of my readers, of course!

In recent news, I finally decided to get a Twitter account.  @intoxikatie

I encourage you all to follow me if you are craving more than just what I post on here.

For my epic return to the bar blogisphere, I have decided to review Touchdown on U Street.  While Touchdown is a divey sports bar tucked away on U Street, there is a certain charm about this place.

I will admit that I did not actively seek out Touchdown.  It’s the type of bar that I’ve walked past probably about 100 times on my way to other places, but never ventured in….not until election night.  Like many people in the DC, I was excited to watch the election poll returns.  The original plan was to go to Policy.  Upon arrival, we discovered it was too crowded and with three hungry girls, we needed some place for some grub.  Stopped at the corner of 14th and U, a random guy started talking to us and suggested we head to Touchdown for trivia.  My smart ass response – Who wants to do trivia when there are election returns to watch?  We proceeded to my typical spot for good food on U Street, Desperadoes.  Unfortunately though, this too was packed.  Turning to my two girlfriends, we decided to give Touchdown a shot. Located conveniently between 13th and 14th street on U Street and in a cluster of bars, we headed up the flight of stairs to see a fairly vacant bar.  Taking three seats at the bar, we ordered up some drinks and food (Screwdriver – $6, Chicken Quesadilla – $10, Jalapeño Poppers – $9).  The drinks and jalapeño poppers were solid…quesadillas….eh, haha.

Election night proved to be successful.  In no particular order of importance: my trivia team didn’t completely suck for once; I won a dance-off; and Obama won…clearly me winning the dance off was the most important of the three.  Upon finding out that Obama won, we stormed the streets and marched to the White House to celebrate properly!

The next week, trying to recreate some of the awesomeness of election night, I invited some friends out again for trivia.  This time, I got a chance to sample Touchdown’s cider collection of Strongbow and Angry Orchard (about $6 each).  This fall I made it my mission to become a cider snob.  Since I am still not really a large beer fan, cider became a suitable alternative at establishments that do not serve liquor.  Because my sarcasm in this paragraph might not carry, I completely understand and acknowledge that I like cider because it tastes like alcoholic apple juice J

Full disclosure – I have only attended Touchdown on Tuesday evenings for trivia.  It’s a small, quaint bar with a handful of tables.  The food is mediocre.  My trivia teammates RAVE about the goat cheese quesadillas, but other than that I wouldn’t really come here specifically for the food.  The bar staff is friendly and accommodating.  With fairly priced drinks outside of happy hour, Touchdown is really just the type of establishment where you can go to relax and be yourself.  This is not something that can be easily said about every bar in DC and anyone who has been here longer than a month can attest to that.  Because of the size, I wouldn’t recommend Touchdown for very large groups, but it is definitely the type of place that you can go with a good group of friends.  Being a sports bar, I am uncertain of its team loyalties, but it seems like the type of place that would turn on whatever game you request.  The clientele is down-to-earth also, which can be essential for creating the right bar atmosphere.

Having gone to more than a handful of trivia nights now, they kind of feel like the college experiences I never had.  With opportunities to win free shots, beer-offs, and flip cup to play afterward, my Tuesday evenings have become a welcome distraction and relief from busy workweeks.  Now this is not to say that you have to get rip-roaring drunk to enjoy yourself, quite the contrary…but being sober probably wouldn’t have led me to a Tuesday night visit to Camelot (yes, I’ve been here more frequently than most of my guy friends, ha!) or as much dancing (actually…I dance that much completely sober).  Think you can keep up with my friends and me?  Come out to Tuesday Trivia at Touchdown and I’ll be the girl proudly making a fool of myself, haha. #NoShame #TuesdayIsTheNewFriday

As we get closer to 2013, my list of resolutions continues to grow and includes: posting more consistently (once every two weeks) and getting into Harold Black (the new LEGITIMATE speakeasy in Capitol Hill…to improve my street cred).  Mark your calendar, my next deadline is January 6th, 2013!

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Cinco de Mayo!! – Policy & Lost Society

Hola! Hope everyone had a great Cinco de Mayo.  After last weekend, I made sure to do everything possible to prevent that tequila hangover today.  I’m going to accredit Ben’s Chili Bowl cheese fries and then my drunken cooking (fried egg sandwich) – even if it meant that I woke up this morning in a slight panic that I forgot to turn off the stove…don’t worry, roommates, all is fine :-).

Yesterday’s ventures took me to an Arlington party, followed by a DC party that then headed to U Street.  I know all you haters out there would question my attendance at the Arlington party, but with offerings of beer pong, corn hole, a rooftop of awesomeness, food, and a piñata, how could this be turned down??  After a few hours of embarrassing myself at these bar games and trash talk with volleyball teammates, it was time for the piñata.  Yes, I may have had quite the pitiful/bashful swing, haha, but just keep in mind this childhood game is quite different when tipsy.  Following the piñata, we promptly negotiated candy trades, gobbled it down like 3rd graders, and made it on our way to party #2.

While we were slightly late to party #2, the host was very gracious in welcoming us.  Without a drink in hand, my friends were quick to resolve this with a strawberry margarita…as I reminded them that this week was my turn to be the responsible friend ;-).  After some catching up with friends and playing with fake mustaches, we made our way to U Street.  It was quite the busy night on U Street, much unlike the week before.  Our initial stop at Policy was vetoed due to crowding, so we walked up the street with the intention of going to Lost Society.  However, I believe some gentlemen were wearing shorts and/or flip flops that were turned down by the bouncers.  Next I mentioned to friends wanting to try Patty Boom Boom – the reggae bar next door.  Unfortunately by the time I was done quickly freshening up in the bathroom, my friends were already coming down the stairs from the dance floor and ready to leave.  I will legitimately attend here sometime soon, I promise.  At this time, everyone was tired of ping-ponging and it was settled to just go back to Policy.

With more of my senses upon me this weekend, I feel comfortable reviewing this establishment.  While there are two floors, the first floor was dominated mostly by those waiting in the ridiculous line to get upstairs to the dance floor.  This floor offers a bar and several tables /booths so with a line of people running through it, it felt quite constricted.  After waiting in line for a significant period of time (it had to be at least 30 minutes), using some flirtatious methods finally got a friend and me upstairs. *Yes! Of course, my name is Shelly and I’m in your party! Just lead me up the stairs, haha. * Upon reaching upstairs, I reminded my friend of my wing girl status and my willingness to make a fool of myself/approach anyone without fear, haha.  Making our way across the floor, we stumbled upon a nice group of Minnesotans.  Anyone who offers up a free tequila shot to me is not too shabby in my book 🙂 even if the salt was missing.  After some mingling, we sought out to find our friends.  They were not so lucky with getting upstairs (read: they gave up on waiting and headed to Lost Society/elsewhere). Conclusions: It is quite crowded and if you do not time it right, the wait to get upstairs can be annoying.  I wouldn’t recommend bringing a large group here unless you are early to arrive or get bottle service/a table.  The cranberry vodka I bought for my friend was moderately priced at $7 – definitely could have been worse.  Overall, I would give Policy a good rating for dancing and meeting people (even if that’s only because it’s so crowded that you are forced to be friendly).

Our next stop brought us to Lost Society to catch up with friends.  Apparently the no shorts/flip flops rule is ignored if you’re a female – typical double standard :-).  This time we ventured up to the top floor.  I really don’t have much to add to that review.  The upstairs was at least twice as loud; there was no dancing, just more mingling of people in groups.  There were also tables upstairs that appeared to be reserved by people if you’re looking to have a seat instead of just stand around.  It is largely just a crowd of people talking though.  Quite the different atmosphere from the other floor, the top floor may be able to hold larger groups, but the other floor holds all the ambience.

To end the glorious night, we ventured to Ben’s Chili Bowl and gave in to a final indulgence.  All in all, it was a great night.  I may be getting too much of a U Street reputation though – time to switch up neighborhoods.

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Drink-aversary! – The Gibson, Desperados, Lost Society, El Centro, Policy

Thank you to all who came out for my Drinkaversary!  A little rain didn’t stop us from parading around U Street…some in more coherent states than others.  While the timing was not what I had anticipated, I still managed to make the rounds to 5 different bars – The Gibson, Desperados, Lost Society, El Centro, and Policy.  Starting at approximately 7:30pm, The Gibson was quite welcoming.  Yes, I’ve previously reviewed The Gibson and opinions have not changed of the awesomeness that this establishment has to offer.  I met a former coworker and classmate here and do believe that their introduction to the place was quite positive.  Sitting at the bar, the bartender was quite engaging and willing to show off his mastery by offering to make off-the-menu cocktails.  For the first drink I stuck to the menu and ordered a drink something along the lines of ‘Women, Wine and Hookah.’  The second drink though, I decided to challenge the bartender.  With a simple statement of “I like vodka,” he quickly got to work and offered up a tasty citrusy drink.  I was quite pleased.  Prior to the third drink after specifying my tree nut allergy, I was met with the question, “Would you mind champagne?”  “Of course not.,” being my response and my treat was quickly placed before me.  Having no reservation proved to be no problem.  This is probably due to the early arrival.  By the time we exited at about 9:30pm, the downstairs bar was filled and people were waiting to enter.  I may have entered dry, but certainly left The Gibson filled with three tasty drinks.

Next stop – Desperados.  I was long overdue for some food at this point.  Intoxikatied has been training for a half marathon and decided to go for an 11-miler just prior to going out for the night…probably not the wisest decision.  I’ve been to Desperados about 4 times prior to Saturday – mostly in small groups of people, but last Tuesday I even decided to fly solo for happy hour prior to a concert.  This really is a great place.  It’s relaxed, has reasonable prices, and an engaging staff.  The happy hour prices are particularly impressive for the quality ($4 rails and $5.50 BBQ or buffalo chicken quesadillas).  One time, I came here with a group of friends and we ordered (almost) all the happy hour special appetizers – split between 4.5 people plus drinks, it was the perfect amount ($20).  They have a small outdoor seating area right in front of the bar too, if that’s your preference.  Desperados may not be as flashy (yuppie or hipster) as other bars on U Street, but it is certainly not lacking in quality. It’s a no BS bar and sometimes, you just need that available in your back pocket.

After finishing our round of drinks and food at Desperados, we made our way to Lost Society.  Conveniently located across the street from Desperados and in the central intersection of 14th and U Street, Lost Society offers great views overtop this juncture.  You enter Lost Society on the ground floor and then proceeding up the stairs you find two additional floors with different atmospheres.  For the purpose of Saturday night, my group of friends kept to the initial floor, but I did wander upstairs to explore a bit…typical Intoxikatie ;-).  The top floor offers a DJ and another bar.  While it was raining that night and the area was covered, I believe this opens up to be rooftop space on nice nights.  The floor that we spent the majority of time did have a lot to offer: a fairly large rectangular bar, large TVs for sports viewing, purple velvet couches, and some normal tables for dining.  Be prepared though, these couches and tables are not first come-first served.  The staff will promptly ask you for your reservation if you attempt otherwise.  So what, we tried to steal a table?  My friends and I were in a good state by this point, so it seemed like harmless fun.  Don’t worry, the stick wasn’t too far up the waitress’s butt that she asked us to leave.  Now this bar was quite crowded, so after I bought a round of drinks (2 miller lites – $6 each, 1 bourbon and coke – $9, and a screwdriver – $8), we tried to settle into a different nook as we waited for a few more friends to join us. 

Naturally, we made our way over to the two purple velvet couches.  Yes, the small tables in front of said couches were marked with a reserved sign…but as they say ‘the early bird catches the worm.’  Don’t worry, we were eventually kicked off them…and moved onto our next bar.  Overall, Lost Society seemed like a pretty cool bar to mingle with people.  It would have been better with a small group and a reservation.  I definitely would not mind coming back for a girls’ night on the rooftop or to start an outing.

The next stop was El Centro, down a few blocks on 14th Street.  El Centro has a few offerings.  Not only is it a restaurant, there’s a downstairs dancing/DJ area and a rooftop bar.  Unfortunately, I can only speak to the rooftop – which remains open during the winter with some fairly strong heat lamps.  I have been here a handful of times and will say it offers some great margaritas and mojitos…as any reputable Mexican restaurant should.  If you time it right, they do offer $5 classic margaritas and mojitos (probably certain happy hours, but the last time I cashed in on this offer was on New Years).  As you can see from the pictures, there were a fair number of people present when we arrived between 11 and 11:30pm.  This place can definitely hold a fair amount of people, so it’s good for groups.  This isn’t the type of place I would go if I were looking to mingle with new people though.  After ‘sipping’ down my mojito and posing for a few pictures with friends, we decided it was time for our final stop.

Venturing out into the rain, we ran across the street to Policy. Yes, it really was a quick jaunt across the street because upon arrival I realized that we left about half of our group at El Centro.  Don’t worry, they are a smart bunch and caught up :-). This was my first time attending Policy.  As a group, we decided that our night was distinctly lacking some good ole fashioned dancing…and by this I obviously mean club music and dancing in a crowded room of strangers, haha.  As negative as that comment sounds, I actually really enjoyed our time there.  It did have multiple floors, but we only investigated the dancing area.  The DJ was okay, not the best, but workable and there was quite the crowd there at about 12am so I will not complain about there being a lack of interest.  Overall, I will hold off from making any major evaluations of Policy though at this point.  It looks like it may be on the itinerary again this weekend and hopefully I can give it a more justified review.  By this time of the night, the alcohol had caught up with me and I unfortunately lost my trusty 4 year-old pink umbrella somewhere on the dance floor (as only the classiest girls do).

Leaving the bar at about 1:30am, this night quickly turned into an embarrassment and I would like to send another apology someone’s way for dealing with that (if you even read this, haha).  Ladies and gentlemen, I’ll add that to my humorous collection of self-deprecating stories that I tell in a few months.  Overall, I’d like to send a big thank you to all my friends who made it out last Saturday despite the rain.  It has been quite the year – many stories have come of it and I’m sure many more will too.  *Corny moment of the blog post warning* Those of you who choose to be part of all these stories are what really make them memorable experiences…and of course my sometimes mischievous antics :-).  Here’s to another year of stories.

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The Gibson

The Gibson is without a doubt one of my favorite bars in DC.  If you’re not familiar with this establishment, you are certainly missing out.  First….you need to actually find the place though.  Designed as a speakeasy cocktail bar, there is no sign on the outside of the Gibson.  If you know the street address, there is a faint gray number posted above the door that is really only visible if you’re looking for it.  Entering through an unmarked door feels slightly strange the first time.  Once inside, you see a bouncer waiting in a dim hallway.  The Gibson prides itself on not overfilling or packing people in so it’s a more enjoyable and relaxed experience than fighting people for seats at other bars.  For this reason, there is often a wait on the weekend to get seats.  You can make reservations, which I would advise for a weekend night especially for larger groups and when you don’t want a wait.  I’ve been fortunate enough and haven’t ever been forced to do this.  On one occasion it was almost a problem with a group of five people, but we were allowed to just go to the upstairs bar.

On the weekends, they open the upstairs bar.  This is slightly more relaxed and more of a typical bar atmosphere (read first-come, first-serve seating).  The downstairs bar has a much different feeling though.  There is an inside bar area that is dimly light for an incredibly intimate feeling, in addition to an outside patio.  The downstairs bar has cozy booths, bar seating, and some tables scattered by the bar, as well as towards the back patio.  The patio at The Gibson has a similar feeling to other trending U Street bars that have instituted patio seating.  It’s quite lovely during the warmer months.

The one drawback about The Gibson is pricing.  I’ve had many friends complain about the expensive tabs here.  It is a cocktail bar after all.  This means that the ingredients are fresh, unique, and typically strong.  One cocktail from the menu here generally runs $10-16, but is well worth the treat (if you choose correctly).  Talk to the servers/bartenders and they can direct you towards a drink you will like.  I will admit that most of the time when I get a drink here I can’t identify all the ingredients, but if I stick to those ingredients that I do like and can identify, I’m rarely disappointed.  The best drinks I’ve had here were ‘Glittery Bitch’ and some kind of bubblegum pop drink.  Both were deliciously sweet and perfectly girly for my tastes.  My guy friends have had some of the stronger whiskey drinks and have been equally satisfied.  The menu itself is broken down into different categories based on what you are looking for – fizzy and sour are two of my favorite categories.  Ordering a drink with some fruit ingredient also typically means looking forward to a nice visual display, not just a healthy taste of booze.

Places like The Gibson really make bartending into an art that I highly respect.  I go here to treat myself and always find it well worth the venture.  I’d recommend The Gibson for small groups of people.  This is not the type of bar to go to solo.  It is a great date spot too (I just saw it listed on WaPo’s listing of DC locations to lock lips).  This classy establishment is not necessarily a place to spend an entire evening, considering the lack of food and prices, but is certainly a great place to start or end the night.

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Party Hopping – Rosslyn – Buffalo Billiards – Local 16

Oh what a night…Saturday night was packed full of action.  And yes, I will use that as my excuse as to why it’s taken me this long to write about it.  For some reason, I was caught between three events, all of which I felt obligated to attend.  The first stop of the night was my company’s annual party.  Held at the lovely Palomar Hotel in Rosslyn, I rather enjoyed the relaxed mingling with my coworkers over some delicious food, drinks, and door prizes to start the evening.  Fortunate for me, I won probably the most appropriate door prize I could – cooking supplies (a panini maker, a large pot, and other cooking utensils).  Overjoyed about my winnings, I knew this would be a good night.  Also lucky for me, a very kind coworker offered to take the winnings home with her so I wouldn’t have to lug them out to the bars for the night.

9:45pm – Time to leave the company party.  The free food, liquor and goodies were great, but it was time to move on to birthday party #1 for one of my guy friends.  I left the hotel and apparently was feeling pretty good because I decided to run to the metro in my heels and dress (I’m super classy). Next stop – Dupont Circle and Buffalo Billiards.  Yes I have previous reviewed Buffalo Billiards, however that was a largely different experience.  Being primetime on a Saturday night, Buffalo Billiards managed to have a packed house.  I treated my friend to a birthday shot (liquid cocaine – $9 – cinnamon mint tasting) and then had one of my standard shots (Kamikaze – $8).  These drink prices were certainly more expensive than I previously experienced during happy hour.  Consider this an addendum to my first post about Buffalo Billiards.  After some light conversation with my buddies, I decided it was time to jump ship and move on to the next party (I was also the only girl with 7 guys and as much as I love my guy friends, I wanted to get my dance on).

11pm – Leaving Buffalo Billiards for U Street.  It was fairly mild on Saturday, but the temperatures definitely dropped in the evening time.  I was not confident enough in my light jacket to keep me warm so I grabbed a cab to meet up with birthday party #2 at Local 16.  This was my second time attending Local 16.  The first time I went, the line was relatively short and probably only waited a minute or so.  This time, I wasn’t so lucky (used it all up winning the door prize!).  I even found my friends who had already been waiting in line and it still took about 20 minutes to get into the place.  **Now before you judge me for “cutting in line,” I was traveling by myself and my presence in line hardly made a dent. Plus, I was pretty tipsy at this point and was very reassured to find some of my other guy friends in line then**

11:30 – Entering Local 16 I felt fairly proud that I could show my friends around the place.  They were all from Columbia, MD and DC explorations are not very frequent with them.  Despite it being only my second time there, I was fairly familiar with the layout.  One of my favorite things about Local 16 is the fact that it has so many layers to it.  It has two floors.  The first floor is more like a typical chill bar with tables and cozy areas to lounge with friends.  If you proceed up the narrow staircase that looks like it belongs in an old Victorian house, you will find a more intricate establishment than the bottom floor revealed.  Upstairs there is an outside smoking area and a well lit long bar for chatting and masses of people to fill.  There is also a dark dance floor for those with more active priorities and do not just want to stand around.  As we have established, my priorities favor bars with dancing.  On this particular night, I was disappointed to not get more dancing opportunities, but the music is of fairly high quality (a good mix of most genres).  Representative of the line outside, this place can get pretty packed and getting a drink at the upstairs bar can be a challenge (my vodka tonics run $7 a piece here).  Attending here for my friend’s birthday was a good idea.  I really enjoyed knowing the people around me instead of being in a sea of strangers given the capacity.  All in all, Local 16 is a great experience for those going with good friends that have the same agenda (dancing versus just chilling and talking).  I like the versatility and options of lounging areas and the ability to get lost in all the nooks and crannies.  Caveat- if you are looking for an exclusively chill place, I would not recommend coming here for that atmosphere.  As long as you have the energy for the crowds and patience for a potential line, Local 16 is worth the wait.  Amazingly, I survived the night of party and neighborhood hopping without any cuts or bruises.  Sunday revealed a pair of very sore feet and some amusing texts though.  Yes, there are juicier and more amusing details of this night, but I wouldn’t want to bore you all 😛

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Cafe Saint-Ex

Entrance to Saint-Ex

So in starting this blog, it was my goal to give as much of an unbiased presentation of these establishments as possible.  Many people rave about Saint-Ex.  While I do wind up here a fair amount on weekend nights, I’m not quite sure why.  They apparently offer some fairly good food, but I have not sampled it so that isn’t the reason.  The drinks are definitely not the most affordable in the area ($6-7 for a rail drink and I swear there have been times when I was charged more), so that’s also not the reason I come here.  Hmm….there must be some reason I frequent here.  Dancing? Oh yes, let’s just reason with the dancing.

There are two floors to Saint-Ex – a crowded ground floor with full lighting that offers some tables during the non-crazy dancing hours as well as a bar with some places to sit and a basement level with smaller bar where the dancing goes down.  Downstairs also has tables during the non-dancing hours of the weekend with dim lighting.  When the dancing starts though, be prepared for the temperature and humidity of the basement to rise exponentially and the lighting to diminish even more.  I will say that I am a sucker for places that have dancing.  The DJs can be hit-or-miss at Saint-Ex.  One time I came and they were only spinning oldies, completely avoiding top 40, which definitely put some of my friends off.  Other times I’ve definitely raved about the balance of indie and popular music.  I’m not too picky about this though as long as I have people around me that can match my enthusiasm.  Coming to Saint-Ex for New Years was actually a good decision.  There was no cover, it was less crowded than other nights here, and the music was a good top 40 spin.  My life was also made very easy when every guy I met there was named Chris (3 total) and wanting to buy me a drink 🙂

The clientele at Saint-Ex is typically a mixed bag.  It targets more of the preppy DC population than a strong hipster crowd.  I will say I almost always leave this place with an amusing story from waiting in the bathroom line…One time I even let a few people go ahead of me just so I could keep counseling this guy on his relationship with his drug addict girlfriend that was cheating on him, oy, haha. When venturing to Saint-Ex for a weekend night there are a few things that you can count on – expensive drinks, basement dancing, entertaining bathroom lines, and crowds.  While I can’t quite pin down what makes Saint-Ex so popular, I’ll still continue to go.

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