Alcoholic desserts, like this stout beer float topped by ice cream, cherries and chocolate.
Those seeking more rapid delivery of liquid courage should belly up to the bar for lessons in shooting mezcal. Tequila’s much more interesting cousin runs the gamut in terms of appearance (crystal clear to deep amber), flavor profiles (Fruity! Smoky! Fiery!) and pricing ($8 to $16 a pop). Our current favorite is Fidencio Pechuga, which tastes smooth yet still lights a (controlled) fire in the belly.
Park Tavern: 200 M St. SE; 202-554-0005; parktaverndc.com
Average entree: $13 to $20 ($$). Open for lunch Monday through Friday, dinner daily, late-night dining Friday and Saturday, brunch Saturday and Sunday.
Is this place perpetually dead because of the swirling bankruptcy rumors or vice versa?
I’d hazard to say there’s much more to it than that.
Like showing up and hoping to unwind after work only to find one of the giant TVs inexplicably tuned to C-SPAN. (Strike one!)
Or plopping down at the near empty bar, somehow finding a spot that’s all tacky from a previous customer’s mess (check swing) AND then having to wait 20-odd minutes for terribly over-sauced, dreadfully lackluster chicken wings (strike two!).
Perhaps a stiff drink will help take the edge off.
The spiked lemonade turned out to not be the right medicine, yielding a highball glass devoid of any alcohol and filled to the brim with a citrus mix that plowed right through tart and barreled deep into astringent territory (We’re outta here!).
The current Nationals’ homestead starts Tuesday with a game at 7:05 p.m. against the Houston Astros and concludes Sunday against the Braves.