I know I’m cutting it kind of close for my deadline, but I’ve been looking for inspiration for this review. This may seem crazy to my readers, but sometimes when IntoxiKatie is busy…it’s not with bar-hopping….SHOCKER, haha.
Originally, this review was intended to discuss Rock & Roll Hotel and the drunken spelling bee they host every Friday at 8pm…but my friends arrived just a few minutes too late for us to participate. One day I will successfully compete in this (successfully competing does not mean I will win, because after listening to a few rounds of words I realized how truly dependent on spell check I am). Arriving just about 7:30pm, I had 30 minutes to kill by myself at the bar…classy, I know. I got settled in with a can of Jack’s cider ($4 still on happy hour special, $5 otherwise). One of the reasons I enjoy H Street so much is that it lacks the level of pretentious patrons that many other neighborhoods in DC possess. For this reason or maybe just because the establishments are nicer here, the drinks tend to be cheaper (even if they make you pay with cash #DealWithIt). What happens when you take away the typical pretentious people that frequent DC bars? You are left primarily with hipsters. I don’t mind the hipster population. Perhaps this is because I have been accused of being one myself due to my music preferences. Anyway, sitting at the second floor bar on a decidedly quiet Friday evening was an enjoyable experience. There were a handful of other patrons gearing up for the spelling bee, but other than that it didn’t seem too strange being a female sitting alone there (trust me, a rarity). If I hadn’t just stuffed my face at Taylor Gourmet (I have a soft spot for the Philly-associated names), I would have tried some of the food offerings at Rock & Roll. Who knew they had food?! Previously, I had just known Rock & Roll Hotel for its awesome sweaty dance parties and sometimes obscure musical offerings. It was nice seeing the alternative side to this bar. Excuse me while I day dream of venturing back here in the spring/summer for their rooftop bar. Yes, I’ve briefly discussed Rock & Roll Hotel before and this review now still does not do it justice. Just know that this establishment is awesome and has many offerings. A rooftop that is great for chilling with friends, a second floor DJ on weekends or a cool happy hour spot during the week, and a first floor performance space that I still haven’t ventured to…but word on the street is that K.Flay is coming at the beginning of March so I may have to come back for that.
Anyway, my friends arrived shortly after 8pm. We sat at the bar, listening to the entertaining spelling bee for a bit before deciding to play some games of our own. Yea yea, we ventured to H Street Country Club. You all should know by now that I like that establishment…since I keep going back there for some tom foolery. My friends had never been there so we did a tour of the games…mini golf, giant jenga, and shuffleboard. Like usual, the game playing was not without making random friends with other patrons – including one drunken guy who generously bought us shots after losing the game and his Australian mate.
My friends, in an adorable attempt to play matchmaker for me, invited the Aussie to play shuffleboard with us and then to Dangerously Delicious Pies. Warning, the pies there are quite delicious and could ruin all your hard work at the gym. Selling both sweet and savory pies, I actually opted for a crab and cheese quiche…worth it. If only more niche establishments were open until the wee hours of the morning for the hungry drunk crowd. Following the Aussie to meet up with his friends at The Pug…we did not stay long. You’ve heard me say it before, I love dive bars…but something about The Pug just really rubbed me the wrong way. It was small, packed, and the hippie hipster crowd was too much even for me. Perhaps I will give it another shot, but for now, I’m okay going to other H Street establishments.
And for those of you concerned about our Aussie friend…he did get my number, but it was a fairly lackluster date (ending at Lucky Bar with me kicking his butt at pool?? Yes, that happened, haha). At least I can cross going on a date with an Aussie off my bucket list!
Hmm…I think a Capitol Hill bar crawl might need to be next on my ‘to do’ list – Beuchert’s Saloon, Hawk & Dove, and *drum roll* Harold Black… Who’s joining?