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  1. Hank Dietle's Tavern seems to have been ignored...last outpost of "old" Rockville....great hamburgers, interesting clientele. Gone but not forgotten. From the AOL guide: Just across the Pike from White Flint shopping, Dietle's little bar charges less for a beer than most people pay to tip the valets in Rockville's most upscale mall. Though it's "Cold Beer" sign and country house style look a little quirky among the fast food joints and neon lights on Rockville Pike, Hank Dietle's Tavern is Montgomery County's last true roadhouse. It's a welcome retreat -- a no-nonsense neighborhood bar with cheap beer and cheap eats. The old wooden floors still creak when you walk across the room, but nobody inside seems to care about the history. The tavern is rumored to have once been a schoolhouse or maybe a country store that dates back to the early 1900s. There's no chance you'll be wowed, but 8 wooden booths (whittled with old names), a jukebox (country and classic) and a couple of pinball machines give the place character. It's a great place to catch a game or chat with a friend. -- Denise Iacangelo and then there's this: One Rockville restaurant, Dietle's Tavern, contends it has closed because Montgomery County's smoking ban caused them to lose substantial business.
  2. Well, this is awkward. I walked by Kitty's Saloon yesterday, only to see it had closed, and just now found out it closed back in September. A friend of mine liked the place to get a burger and watch a game, so while it wasn't my first choice, it certainly wasn't my last choice, either. It was a four year run. They called themselves "contemporary redneck" but I can't for the life of me recall any memorable dishes. Ah, whiskey. It was a clean and comfortable space, a bit rustic. I understand there were some code issues, but they were not apparent to me.
  3. The aforesaid JV's "Live Music Room" was not there when we went there in late October/early November of 2014. They sure could use it though, because prior capacity was about 50, and that included people having to sit in booths with their backs to the stage. I grew up about a mile from this place, played Little League baseball at a field directly adjacent to this strip mall, and I always felt like (with no real evidence) that this was a "locals" bar that you did not want to enter if you did not already belong to the group of regulars. I was not one of said regulars. When I entered for the first time, a couple of months ago, I think I was probably right had it been 10 or 20 years earlier. Now, it seems very welcoming, but the décor is stuck in the past, a la Vienna Inn. We only had beers (no draft beer at the time), so I cannot comment on the food, other than it looked like a somewhat limited, standard dive bar menu. The live music seems to be the real attraction, so hopefully the addition of the "Live Music Room" will allow them to book some slightly bigger acts. To that end, the strip mall and the size of JV's kind of reminds me of the original Birchmere down at the back end of Fairlington, in a similar strip mall t0 JV's that I think was razed and subsumed into what is now the expanded (over the original) Shirlington shopping/eating district.
  4. That kind of talk can get you thrown out of certain bars in Manhattan. East Village Bar Bans Customers Who Say ‘Literally’ by Clint Rainey, January 24, 2018, on grubstreet.com.
  5. Looks like the old Thai Peppers restaurant in Alexandria (on King Street near the metro) is going to be an Ernie's Original Crab House - at least according to the permits/notices posted in their window. Anyone ever tried Ernies'? I think there used to be one in the Fairlington area on Fern Street, but that was years ago.
  6. Laundry is one of my favorite things to do. I don't really like washing clothes, though I don't mind. And a load is pretty expensive in Manhattan - my part of the island, anyway. But my laundromat happens to be next door to the reincarnation of the Subway Inn. Previously, the bar was right at an entrance for the 59th Street subway station on the Lexington Avenue line (the 4, 5, 6), hence the name. It was a regular date spot for Joe DiMaggio and Marilyn Monroe. The years since were perhaps unkind to Subway Inn. By the time it closed, it was a straight-up dive. And not necessarily in a good way. Just a bar with a storied history that lived off of cheap drinks and the clientele that comes with it. Beloved by those that knew it, for sure. But far removed from its heyday. And then came the end. Not because of money, but instead, like so much of "old New York," at the hands of a developer. The whole block is scheduled for redevelopment, into something taller, grander, and in any event, not an ancient, dingy bar. And so it moved, much too far from the subway for the name to be even remotely appropriate. It's actually directly across the street from the Roosevelt Island tram, though I'm guessing "Tram Inn" was never seriously considered. It may again be next to the subway, but that would require the city to actually build the Second Avenue "T" line, which has been in the works for almost 100 years. So don't hold your breath. Anyway, the new bar is kind of like the old, minus the grime. But without that "patina," it lacked most of the personality of the original. And the new crowd is a lot different. It's kind of a "Star Wars bar" - everyone seems like a different kind of alien, and it isn't clear that most even speak the same language. But the owners did a lot right when they built the place. The beer selection is unremarkable, but good and varied enough to please just about anyone (my particular poison is Brooklyn Lager). And the menu is just Sysco bar food, but it's prepared well enough that you won't mind. I mostly go for the wings, which are sometimes undersized and always a bit spicier than you order them. And now that the Subway Inn has been in its current location for a year, a funny thing has happened. This nondescript bar with a disparate crowd has developed a community, of which I'm indirectly a part (the occasional "laundry guy," I suspect). And the bartenders - younger, but holdovers from the old location - are great. Most importantly, the place knows what it is, and does that well. Which brings me back to laundry. There's nothing better than throwing in a few loads and heading next door for a couple of pints. Returning to put everything in the dryer, then back for a few more beers and some wings. And all the while being surrounded by people of every race, creed, and age, not just coexisting, but enjoying each others company. Occasionally, you even make some friends. I love laundry day.
  7. I visited McKeever's yesterday evening and discovered that, unfortunately, they are closing at the end of June. Since I moved out of their neighborhood a few years ago, my vists have been limited to the occasional stop-by to wait out traffic on my way home from work down the GW Parkway, but I think it is still sad to lose yet another neighborhood institution.
  8. Solly's U Street Tavern is serving food now (until around 10:30 or 11, they're still working out the schedule based on demand)...i got a bite of a friend's hot dog, but supposedly they also have some new zealand style meat pies, which I have high hopes for. The place has become my de facto place to grab a couple beers when I'm over in that area. The Saloon has some great beers, but its hours aren't the best (closed on Mondays, for instance), and Solly's just has alot more of that neighborhood dive bar vibe which can be so enjoyable.
  9. Does the Zoo Bar in Woodley Park count as a dive bar? If so, its got my vote as best. (insert appropriate emoticon)
  10. After a friend suggested we meet at Blackbyrd last night before a show at the 9:30 Club, I dutifully checked the dining guide and discovered that this place seems to have been overlooked. I can't comment much on the food, other than to say the menu focuses on small plates of seafood and it has a raw bar with 4-5 kinds of oysters, shrimp, crab legs, etc. My friend liked his salmon rueben a lot, but it was gone before I arrived so I didn't even get to see it (let alone try it). The reason I didn't order from the menu is that they offer a $1 oyster happy hour from 5:30-7:30, and the oysters are very good. Last night, the special featured oysters from the James River that were good-sized, clean, and well shucked (served with mignonette and straight-from-the-bottle cocktail sauce). The beer list was decent too (I had a Rhino Chasers Pils), and there was nobody in there (on a Monday). You can find Blackbyrd at: 2005 14th St NW (near U St.) Washington, DC 20009 Telephone: (202) 747-2377 Facebook Twitter All of the online menus I found are outdated.
  11. Does anyone know if they are still open? I don't get into Adams Morgan very much any more. I remember the owner's son was an aspiring professional boxer. Wonder whatever happened to him... Many years ago, I remember hitting Dan's before going to a Blake Babies concert at the original 9:30 club. I couldn't take my eyes off a very attractive young lady who was sitting in a booth with some friends. I tried to work up the courage to go up and talk to her but, alas, my nerves got the better of me. So there I sat, admiring her from the bar. When I got to the club and the band took the stage, someone looked familiar. Sure enough, it was the girl from Dan's, Juliana Hatfield, then lead singer of the Blake Babies, and soon to go on to indie rock fame as a solo act. So, in my mind (at least in the early 90's), Dan's couldn't have been a hipper place.
  12. ArlNow reported last month that Jay's is scheduled to close this Monday, May 18, 2015.
  13. I had an hour to kill this evening, so I stopped into Chief Ike's for a couple of beers. I haven't been there in years, and I think then only on (hectic) weekend nights. The place was empty early in the evening, and I noticed an extraordinary smell coming from ... somewhere. So, thinking I may come back some night for some wings or rings of some such, I picked up the menu next to me and took a look. Salmon burgers ($don't remember) Apple-glazed cornish game hens ($13) Pizza with roasted garlic, caramelized onion, sausage, and mushroom ($14) Not on the menu was a special of tri-tip with sauteed mushrooms and roasted potatoes that looked gorgeous. Wha? This is a dive joint, right? I regret that I didn't have the time to partake this evening, but have any of you enjoyed the fare at Chief Ike's? Is it as good as it sounds? The price is amazing; the product is promising; the vision is inspiring and admirable.
  14. The old Stacy's location is becoming Spacebar, second location from the owners of the Galaxy Hut (unless something has changed). More here on Facebook
  15. Wedged between Public Bar and Shake Shack, in the nebulous area between Dupont Circle and Downtown, is the month-old Sauf Haus Bier Hall, the hottest, noisiest place I've been to in years. Read on ... If you got a knock on the head, and woke up inside of Sauf Haus on a busy night, you might briefly think you were at Eighteenth Street Lounge. I passed a young customer-counter outside, then walked up long flight of stairs to get there (it's on top of Shake Shack), and immediately got in a three-person line for what turned out to be a surprisingly nice unisex restroom. As I reached the front of the line, a rather desperate-looking young girl asked me if she could go in and quickly wash her hands, and I said of course (props to her because she really was in there for about fifteen seconds, giving me a thankful nod on the way out). But it's odd to me why someone here would want to wash their hands because this place is a *dive*! There is but one plausible explanation which I shall address in a moment. Sauf Haus was packed, and I mean Eighteenth Street Lounge packed, so I was stunned to see one, single barstool available, and nabbed it pronto (thus not seeing the rooftop patio and bar). It was very hot in there, perhaps eighty degrees, so a cold beer was starting to sound awfully good. This was a very young, boisterous crowd, probably averaging in their late 20s, and with very few people over 40. Umm ... Which is why I was so surprised - no, make that shocked - to see their beer selection. All-German, and 16 taps pumping out ice-cold half-liters and liters of some very worthy beers - names like Stiegl, Franziskaner, Weihenstephaner, Hoffbrau, and Spaten (which my auto-correct just changed to Spittoon). Honestly, I thought I counted 18 taps when I was there, but everywhere I fact-checked online says 16, so we'll go with that number for now. Not immediately realizing how German this place was in spirit, I ordered a "pint" of König Ludwig Dunkel Weiss ($8), and got served my beer perfectly poured into a Weizen glass. Yes, it was served too cold, but it was hot enough in the bar where you wanted your beer nice and frosty. I'm not sure how many decibels were flying around Sauf Haus last night, but have you ever seen those conversion tables? The ones where 30db equal a quiet library whisper at 6 feet distance? Well, this would have come out somewhere between a motorcycle and a sandblaster - I was also shocked to see the sign that said "60 Maximum Capacity," although the room was not all that large, so 50 people bouncing their shouts off the walls can make a lot of noise. They have sausages on the menu here which, I believe, are locally sourced, but the thing that attracted my attention (recall now the young girl washing her hands) was the large, blue, circular plastic tray on my left which contained the single largest pretzel I've ever seen. This pretzel was so big that if you unraveled it, it would probably be about a yard long, and it had the thickness of a russet potato, or a girl's arm. Looking at the menu, I saw these pretzels in addition to the sausages, and they sell three sizes: 1) two little ones, 2) a one-pound pretzel, and 3) a two-pound pretzel. Yes, a two-pound pretzel - for twenty dollars! Apparently, these are baked at Heidelberg Pastry Shoppe, and having been to Heidelberg dozens of times before, I believe it. I'm assuming the pretzel on my left was the two-pounder, but quite frankly, I'm surprised it only weighs two pounds. I finished most of my beer, then hopped off my barstool, headed back down the stairs, and went out into the night.
  16. On a separate topic (keeping with the late night options in Mt. Pleasant theme), Raven Grill was named by Esquire Magazine as one of the best bars in America, which I find absolutely hilarious.
  17. I have been afraid to but my upstairs neighbor hangs out there from time to time after his shift is over. He claims there is decent beer and meh food, iirc. One of these days, I will go somewhere other than Toby's, food-wise on that side of the street....
  18. Bob and Barbara's Lounge. This place is for real -- even if last time I was there, an immaculately dressed family of French tourists came in, guidebook in hand, for the jazz. OK, maybe not for dinner. But for after.
  19. Birch beer on tap at Vienna Inn, Ms. Heather. I wouldn't wash down a chilidog with anything else.
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