The weekend runs unopposed.
You appreciate all facets of Hawaiian culture: grass skirts, surfing... Jim Beam and Natty Boh. As part of Columbia Heights Day festivities, the bar is hosting a luau with a limbo contest, $2 off drafts and the beer-and-shot combo for $5. Just leave the coconut bra at home.
You've come to rely on the tiny Dupont dining room for your comfort food fix. Next Thursday, rely on it for your whole-hog fix, as they turn a 200-pound local hog into 20 courses—think Bacon Deviled Eggs, Spicy Pork Jerky and Crispy Belly with Red Peas—throughout a five-hour cocktail party. You can take an intermission if you'd like.
Lately, something's been missing from your champagne celebrations. Yes, whiskey. The creation of Saint-Ex's mad-scientist mixologist, the off-menu Champagneson combines chilled Jameson, brut bubbly and a lemon peel in a flute glass. It's how you'd toast leprechauns for storming the Bastille.
Ah, the old date standby. A horror movie triple-feature. The divey music club rolls out Child's Play, Phantasm and Puppet Master on their big screen. Adding to the creepiness: the bar is supposedly a haunted former funeral home. Don't worry: they're friendly ghosts.
You've gone here to strong-arm Harry Reid into approving your earmarks. Now you can lower your expense report by heading to its lounge for two-course dinners (with wine) for $35 and lunches (also with wine) for $15. Which means you can squeeze other things into your expense report. Like an under-the-table birthday gift for Harry Reid.
