H Street Country Club

This past Saturday night, at the behest of a wonderful friend, a small group of us ventured out to H Street's newest eclectic addition: the H Street Country Club. Though it was stuffed full of people when we arrived a bit before 10:30 p.m., we were able to secure a few seats at the upstairs bar thanks to our gracious hostess, and the rest of the night was delicious history.

the signature emblem for the new addition to the neighborhood.


By history, I mean a verifiable source of people watching and gossiping. From the hipsters to the preps, skinnies to the cropped critter capris, I cannot think of a better mix of people partaking in alcohol, food and genuine urban fun. What appeared to be vintage toasters and bird houses "flying" above our heads became the cozy space's subtle source of light; the wall behind the bar encased a waterfall of golf balls, and drinks and bar fare were no less creative. A favorite of the night was the fittingly named "Par Bar" cocktail as well as the guacamole and a pineapple chimichanga.

bartenders working very hard to meet the demanding crowd's requests.

the final bits of a delicious dessert.

Though it was insanely busy, with a wait at the door at times and at least a two-hour wait for a tee time on the putt-putt course (oh yeah, how could I have forgotten to mention that mild particular!), we sampled enough of the atmosphere to want to come back for another round. Hopefully dinner followed by a healthy round of golf and drinks?!

Elizabeth, Eve & Christopher sharing a laugh.