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Where Spotted: Red Room at Black Cat, 1811 14th St. NW
Brew-Hoo: Folks, I’m leaving D.C. for more northerly climes, and that means this is my last column for City Paper. I was finishing my goodbyes at the Red Room bar when I saw a crowd of friendly faces, and in every hand was a pint of the new hometown beer The Citizen, the spicier Belgian brother to DC Brau’s pale ale, The Public. When I started writing in this city, I was a cranky bastard, wailing weekly about the lack of a local beer culture. Three years later, we’ve got one, and it’s hard to ask for anything more—except refills.
Brew-Ha-Ha: In our time together, D.C. has gone from a flavor-of-the-week beer culture to opening its first two breweries in 50 years, with more stuff being made in the ‘burbs. Whereas once craft beer was concentrated in two or three places, today no respectable public house would dream of opening without a serious beer list. Local brewpubs are bucking their chain overlords with experimental styles, and now we even have growlers! A friend said it best: “Congress be damned, the bar is where D.C. is finally getting the representation we deserve.”