After a long afternoon of cutting lumber, Katy and I were exhausted to say the least. We thanked my dad for letting us use his shop (the garage), and headed back to the District. Despite our tiredness, there was no better way to end the weekend of boatbuilding than a lovely trip to H Street—without any exaggeration, the city’s quirkiest neighborhood.
Our first stop was H Street Country Club. It is the only country club I can access ….because it’s not really a country club. It is a bar ingeniously designed with indoor mini golf on the second floor, and shuffleboard and skeeball on the first. I challenged Katy to a couple rounds of skee. …I won 2 out of 20 games. Ok, I’d rather not talk about it.
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| Indoor minigolf. You have to go to get the full experience! |
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| The outside of the H Street Country Club. Only the finest country clubs are covered in astro turf. |
After we finished our frozen margaritas, we walked up a block to Smith Commons—H Street’s newest gem. It’s a three story bistro. The first floor is the main dining room, or smith, while the second and third are lounges. The craftsmen ship on the inside is a vintage style (my favorite) with perfect accent lighting, unique furniture, and an array of textures. Perhaps my favorite feature, however, is the two story window overlooking H Street …or maybe it’s the deck outback.
The smith was busy and popping (especially for a Sunday), while the third floor lounge was hosting a birthday party. So we found a nice spot in the middle.
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| Katy relaxing by the window |
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