Local 16 made my day

Just a forewarning if you leave the shots up to the bartenders, then you'll end up with Jameson all night. I don't know if that was just some cruel bartender joke or a management decision to get more tips from drunk customers, but regardless it left me with me a smile when I left Local 16 on U St.

After what ended up being an disasterous Friday, I was desperate for a drink and some atmosphere (anything at this point). Driving around on a Friday my options were limited to where I could find 4 feet of curb to squeeze my Smart Car into and there was ample parking around a Starbucks, which upon further investigation blended into a dimly lit restaurant with a hopping bar. Honestly I did stick out with my torn jeans and grandpa sweater, but the rest of the post business late night crowd didn't seem to mind.

I chased my shots of Jameson with caipirinha's (odd but tasty combination), while my friends drank the various draughts they had. For how packed it was we never waited more than 3 minutes for a bartender to serve us some more and even though we were tempted we politely declined his offers to "try some of the grub." Needless to say for what was a thunderstorm of a day, Local 16 was a nice ray of light.