Good selection of beer, but nothing you can't get at home. Odd selection of liquor and bartending ability. Has Triple Smoke, but an inability to suggest anything besides having it straight. No bitters or sweet vermouth. Able to make a gin and tonic. Given all that, it needs atmosphere to make up for shortcomings. Any idiot can pour a beer and make a gin and tonic. A good bartender should be able to give *some* kind of suggestion. The atmosphere was good for a while, but then the place cleared out and the music stopped. On a weekend.
Definitely interesting stuff on the walls, from the prints to the skulls to the random knick-knacks. Don't expect to see anything fancy, but some of the prints are pretty interesting. You could spend half the night spying new random toys and stickers and such. Some interesting old furniture; salon chairs, barber chairs, antiquey looking chairs.
Agreed on not using the bathroom if you can avoid it.
Watch out for the roid-rage dude that works there. He's everything you might expect, so give a wide berth.
had "mr. lethal". loved "mr. lethal"... on a more culinary note, the slushy stayed super slushy the entire time, which was awesome! i hate it when u order a slushy and 1/2 way thru the ice and water starts separating, and 3/4 ways thru it's just warm syrup.. ruins the whole night #firstworldproblems. also available, TIGER BEER--at a non-asian establishment?!?! brings back traveling memories to the motherland.. and 24oz Tecate!
This time we went on a saturday night, the music was more electronica/techno oriented.. tried to request song. request DENIED.
Non-hipsters beware - this is not your typical H Street bar. Â Jimmy's most closely mirrors its sister bar, Little Miss Whiskey's, but is really in a league of its own. Â Jimmy V's is really a pioneer establishment - the first on Bladensburg Rd where many more are sure to follow in the near future. Â If you haven't been yet, go, because this place is a DC institution!
Remember to bring cash. Â Beer selection is excellent. Â
This is a great dance party location (think Saint-Ex about 5+ years ago) with excellent DJs and extremely loud music.
Just don't use the bathroom.
This place is epic. Â You will follow your one friend who has been there before, pass the Argonaut and turn left and then walk for a suspiciously long time. Â Long enough to doubt your friend's judgement, choice and overall sanity. Â
But then, you finally make it and enter a room that looks like a hipster brothel (in a good way). Â You'll saunter up to the bar and discover that on Fridays PBR starts at $1 and goes up every hour. Â You will get slightly heckled by the only other two people in there, who tell you you missed $2 PBR by 5 minutes. Â CURSES.
We were outnumbered by the staff for the first hour or so (10:00-11:00ish) and then suddenly people were coming in in droves. Â It's not a huge bar and there aren't a TON of seats, so maybe get there before 11:30 if you want a seat. Â
Great place to grab a drink and impress your friends - just be prepared for doubt to set in on the walk over.
And then you'll get home and look this place up on Yelp and be like THEY HAD ROOT BEER SLUSHIES?!? Â #fail. Next time.
One of the best dive bars in the city, hands down. There is a no sign outside the door and looks pretty creepy from the outside, and honestly a little creepy from the inside as well. But the place is so chill, with a great beer list and a tendency to attract eclectic clientele which always make for interesting conversations and absolutely ridiculous nights!
There is nothing pretty about this place, well other than the beer selection, but that makes it all the better.
If Little Miss Whiskeys is the cool, nice rock & roller guy that you went to high school with,
than Jimmy Valentine's is his very sexy older brother.
This place exudes an effortless cool, from staff to decor.
good selection, good djs,
What more could you possibly want?
Root beer flavoured slushie, you say?
They got that too!
Just a couple of blocks down from the H Street corridor lies the unmarked Jimmy Valentine's Lonely Hearts Club. Â Inside, one can find a truly bizarre set of artwork, rather exceptional music, and perhaps one of the strongest alcoholic concoctions in the entire city (the appropriately named Mr. Lethal). Â
The choices in artwork have been best described by Matthew M: "Maoist kitsch, ghoulish paraphernalia, and random un-PC odds and ends lining the walls." Â That review was written in 2008 but it certainly still holds true. Â
The music is largely dependent on the night of the week and the particular DJ, but expect anything ranging from classic rock to dubstep to South African dance music (not in the same night). Â If you don't like the music one night, there is a strong chance you will be delighted with the choices the very next night. Â
What does not change is the strength of the aforementioned Mr. Lethal. Â This slushie drink appears to have been spiked with copious amounts of everclear all hidden by the sugary goodness of the root beer. Â The chances of you blacking out if you drink more than 5 of these are approximately 1156%. Â I'd suggest a slight level of caution although I'll add that this is the type of place that is probably best enjoyed without regard to inhibition. Â
Much has been made about the location of this bar being in an unsafe neighborhood. Â It is a five block walk, if that, from H Street. Â Unless you are a complete asshole, you should be fine. Â
If you are looking for a less boisterous rendition of the H Street scene that highlights the more eclectic aspects of the neighborhood, you will probably like this bar.
I initially refused to leave the car because naturally I assumed that this bar would be filled with the local ghettoites using their EBT cards to purchase malt liquor. The three pudgy hoodlums with a woman wearing a shower cap standing across the street did not help. But then I saw a white guy in a polo shirt exit the bar so I went in after all.
On the one hand, it was filled with hipsters dancing (I use the term loosely) to dubstep. I know dubstep's all the rage right now but it's not my thing. On the other hand, there was a giant German Shepherd calmly walking around. There were also free cupcakes which would normally be awesome but I assumed the hipsters made them gluten-free or roofied them or something so I didn't have any. But I did pet the dog.
My new favorite spot in D.C., this is the place to get down for some great times, great music and meeting genuine people that want to just have fun. I will admit the place is not that big but I did not let that bother me one bit. I will be taking advantage of this place as much as possible before it's time for me to roll out from the DMV area for good. Hope this helps,
Review Source:Last night was amazing from the drinks to the DJ. The Little Asian DJ Chic was dynamic and dropped some awesome house/techno beats and then some. Had everyone jumping from ever corner of the dance floor. There were men with tuxes, suites, jeans...I mean from formal to down right gritty and the ladies were in their dresses, shorts, tights, and denim. I love this place. it is like a little get away from all the norm. It is the bizarre and unusual familiar. It is my hidden little paradise with the just right noise. You have to keep watch their posts or call to keep up with who's DJ-ing and when but if yo want techo, dubstep, house (all kinds), and hip*hop, then get there on 1103 Bladensburg Road NE ..go late like 12 Midnight or 1 Am and lose yourself in a good way.
Review Source:Saturday night first impression: Â Seedier version of Little Miss Whiskey's filled with 20-somethings who want to feel edgy.
There was a dj and dancing by the front door, which compacted the space for the rest of us who wanted a drink and a conversation. Â The beer selection was mediocre, and the more unusual stuff clearly doesn't see much turnover - the hops in my IPA were so old they smelled like spoiled milk.
Things might be better on a different night with different people although the space, crowd, and beverage selection/quality at JV's sister on H St. are still much preferable.
By the time the bartender (who rocked, BTW) at Jimmy Valentine's Lonely Hearts Club told me they were the sister bar to Little Miss Whiskey's Golden Dollar, I had already figured it out.  If you don't know, you can pretty much tell.  Dim lights, eclectic décor, and alcohol-infused root beer slushies created a familiar vibe.  The funny thing is, I really like Jimmy Valentine's and I really hate Little Miss Whiskey's.  I might end up hating it on a busy night, when the hipsters crowd the place, but so far, I'm willing to go back.  Shout out to Kelly for introducing me to Jimmy Valentine's!
Review Source:This bar is the form of the dive bar. The hours are ludicrous (opens at 10 and goes until whenever), the prices low, the only form of payment accepted is cash, and everyone there (including you) is insane. It took me several tries to find the place and find it when it was open, but I am glad I was persistent. I have considered moving to the Atlas District / H Street area just for this bar.
Review Source:This place is a gem in an otherwise inconspicuous neighborhood. Â It's located along an awkward stretch of Bladensburg Road, which is neither near H Street nor New York Avenue. Â For the uninitiated, you will need to keep the address (1103 Bladensburg Rd NE) on hand since there is no sign warning you of its location. Â The first time I came here I almost left because there was no sign and otherwise no sign of life from any other businesses in the area.
Once inside, you will be cloaked in a warm red light, which beckons bars in cozy corners of European cities. Â Come on Friday nights for $1 PBR tallboys, starting at 8 PM (which increase in price $1 every hour til midnight). Â Root Beer slushies are good too, but beware of the alcohol, which will sneak up on you. Music is what I call "eclectic" ranging from dubstep to Ethiopian electronica... so be prepared for that.
Fair warning: the pizza is just Ellio's supermarket brand, but is sufficient to soak up any excess booze that might accumulate (which it will!).
Good to know: Transit around here is pretty sparse, so plan on calling a cab (I used TaxiMagic app on iPhone to summon a cab, which beats waiting outside or being on hold). Â With the closing of Capitol City Diner across the street, you will need to walk up to Denny's for any late-night gastronomical adventures or down to H Street.
What can I say about this place that hasn't already been said? Â It's a dive bar in the nether regions of H St. that is only accessible via cab unless you want to brave the sketchy streets of NE. I have only been twice but I loved it each time.
It stands alone and is easy to spot (just look at the lovely mural outside or the hearts on the door) and is great for the bar adventurer. I went because of the accolades it has received and the fact that they play Dubstep which is few and far in between in DC. When you take a look at the interior you can easily tell that Little Miss Whiskeys Golden Dollar took some inspiration when they decorated their bar (to me it essentially looks the same except that the lights are red instead of purple).
Both times I have been it has been sketchy and filled with true hipsters and I loved it (I am not a hipster BTW). I fancy myself a big drinker but I had 3 of the notorious root beer slushies that put me over the top so beware. The bar is cash only so keep that in mind and go with groups. A must go for an bar enthusiast.
Good bar-bar
Selection is pleasing
People are (typically) cool
JVLHC is packed with personality. Â That warrants two stars right up front. Â A great bartender adds another star, putting us in business overall. Â Relation to Little Miss Whiskey's lends a family air of coolness to boot...
...but no crowd except the three-pack I rolled in with, and a lone lady at the other end of the bar is less encouraging. Â It's not that I had a bad time, or there were bar shortcomings, but my enjoyment was curtailed by having to wonder what previously-mentioned lady's predicament was. Â
At any rate, between the bartender and my party, we had some good stories, some good drink specials, and some good scrapbook photos of the former "pick-up-outlying-patrons-cuz-locals-is-too-Âsketched-out" business model's pyeempin' limousine. Â And two of my party were about as local as you get to Jimmy Valentine's. Â I like a good limousine story. Â I love a good bar with personality. Â I enjoy good bartenders. Â And still - might have to rate this less of a 3-star/4-star place, and more like "Incomplete" from my visit. Â There's a certain "modeled after bars of yore, and yet position and vibe ahead of its time" in-betweenness to Jimmy Valentine's. Â I don't suppose they'll ever specifically overcome that, but you can try it nevertheless.
So really, that's it -
1) Drop by.
2) Have a drink.
3) Consider, then fall for, another drink.
4) Look around, consider your state, and decide for yourself.
5) Then walk out and admire the brilliant quilt on the facade of this goddamn bar, willyaplease?
Thank you.
This is the type of place that you ONLY go to if you can tolerate a little weirdness and dont like things all polished and clean and perfect. Because this place is not polished...nor is it clean...or perfect. I went a while ago with a bunch of friends, and it was dubstep night. I like dubstep, my friends didn't know what it was--so suffices to say I had a lot more fun that they did. And the place is great. It has history. It's like your gramma's secret box where she has pictures of her exes and random little mementos from her life. Plus alcohol. It's great. Has a homey, judgment-free feel to it.
But be careful, it's not it the best neighborhood. Although I hear it's much safer than places like Gtown, and that actual crime rates in the neighborhood are very low--lower than one would have thought!
Have fun!
DC Hipster and Arlington Yuppie bars could learn a lot from these folks.
Margot is an excellent bartender. A beautiful, yet approachable girl who fixes your drink with a bit of care making you feel like you're not just another patron of another watering hole.
If you balk at the neighborhood because of *ahem* the demographics, you're missing out. Generally, it's a relatively safe neighborhood (as much as any part of DC). Just remember the rules of any urban environment: nothing of value visible in your car, don't act like a rube when walking to the club and back to your car. It's really that simple.
Wasteland Fridays are super fun time w/ some good old school goth rock and alternative oldies. For those of us who actually remember that the 80's weren't all Madonna & Cindi Lauper, it's paradise.
Jimmy's. Â The inspiration for much yelper poetry. Â You're like the ex that I still hook up with--familiar and comfortable, while still a little dark and sexy. Â I can go chill with a beer on your couches all night, or I can drink a lil' booze and end up dancing seductively in my silly hat. Â (Maybe the ex has a cowgirl fetish.)
The point is, Jimmy's is unique enough to make you want to go there while being expansive (not expensive) enough to be what you want it to be. Â It has quality beer and well-mixed (STRONG) cocktails. Â It can be sexy, goofy, friendly, or mysterious, depending on which corner you're looking at. Â Bring a dozen friends, or go by yourself. Â Dance, talk, drink, or sober-people watch. Â If you're looking for a place that's alluring, easy, and drama-free (much like that ex, right? See what I did there??) you should be at Jimmy's.
I went to JV's Lonely Hearts Club several months ago, and I haven't been back since. Â No, it's not what you think - it's just that this bar really messed me up. Â I didn't know which way was up, couldn't figure out how to go the few blocks to my friend's house, passed out with my head outside the car door, threw up all over said door... yeah. Â What the hell happened? Â It was like passing through the bar entrance = passing through a time machine to my sophomore year in college, the last time something like this happened to me.
Then again, the random chick who bought us espresso vodka shots probably has something to do with that. Â She probably had something to do with the random text messages we received that night too, one that said "hola" and one that simply said "thong speed" (!).
No-frills dark bars (lots of black/darkness, red lights) like this actually remind me of home - locals' bars in ATX, or the ATX of yore. Â Maybe my yearning for home will win out soon and make me go back, because to tell you the truth, I'm still afraid.
Countless times (when I wasn't looking for it), I drove past this place and wondered what was going on. So when I read some yelp reviews and decided to check it out, I figured I'd have no problem finding it because I knew exactly where I was. Still, I walked past the entrance twice before two "locals" who were hanging out on the corner told me to turn and open the door in front of me. Look for the pink halo!
Jimmy Valentine's is chill. Like its sister spot, Little Miss Whiskey's, the owner and bartenders are wonderful! I attended a fundraising function here to benefit an after-care/activity program at a local school. Catered with the delicious food from Capital City Diner across the street and with a great DJ, the event was nice. Up top to Jimmy Valentine's and Cap City Diner for their magnanimity and concern for our neighborhood kids in need!
On Sunday nights, they show Boardwalk Empire followed by Mad Men. Â Other nights, they have DJs spinning some cool mixes. I'm not a beer drinker, but they have tons from which to choose if you are. Cheers!
I'm soooo with Alex M. on this one this place is for total losers! Â I accidentally rolled in here with a crew of HAWTIES after a Lindy Promo bar crawl.
We had been having the raddest time crushing cases of miller light and grinding the tits off randoms all night then this poor excuse for a bar happend.
It was all t Kristens fault cuz she totally let that gay hipster frined of hers drag us here.
I don't know where to start. Â The music is all that wack internet blog crap. Â Where the hell is lady Gaga when you need her? I don't even like lady gaga but it was way better than this "grizzled bear" crap the bartender put on.
The brew selections are ultra wack too bro. Â I mean they didn't even have bud light wiht lime. Â I mean srly ppl how can u rage like its 1999 without bud light lime.
Don't ever come to this place it's def not good times.
Now that I am safely installed in sweet my new SF digs, and no longer have a vested interest in keeping this bar douchebag-free, I feel legitimately able to ruin Jimmy V's for everyone I left behind by writing a review and doing my part to get the word out. Suck it, nerds.
To put it succinctly, Jimmy Valentine's is, as a wise man once said, the dog's bollocks. First of all, they sell 40s of Natty Boh at the bar which, if you're a fucking hipster, is awesome. For the rest of us, they can haz a small selection of single malts.
Secondly, Digital Love, third Saturdays of the month, curated by Ratt Moze and Chris Nitti, where I was introduced to the cult of little Lemz, who featured prominently in another of my drunken reviews because DUBSTEP: big, fat rolling bass, South London flavour and Baltimore style, sick beats to make you, and the rather eclectic crowd, move groove and grind and stumble into walls. Mixtaaaape: <a href="/redir?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Flemz%2Fdark-planet-records-presents-go-hard&s=9438432ae2cc4f184169205243e23e939a154df7b9937b6b18f1447add54a9a1" target="_blank" rel="nofollow">http://soundcloud.com/le…</a>
Smoker's area is out back, a very cold and damp semi-indoor crypt of concrete stairwell covered in cigarette butts and graffiti. You will make friends. You will have to cuddle up to people for warmth and because there is no space and because you are kiiind of hammered.
When you leave you either have to wobble back to H or, if you have good taxi karma, you just might catch the one cab for some inexplicable reason is driving along Bladensburg at 3:30am despite it being -10C outside and freaking Trinidad.
Awful, pretentious, wannabe hipster trap. The selection at the bar is decent, but the prices are most definitely not, expect to pay NW prices (and the traditional DC short pour). To add insult to injury, they don't accept credit cards, probably because of their "dive" atmosphere. This is not a dive bar, this is not a local bar, it's a destination spot for tools of the hipster variety.
Also, the DJ's? Please kill yourselves, your choices in "edgy" music fail in every way possible. Combine all these things with the out of the way location and you have literally no reason to ever come here.
OMG! Like, this place is totally LAME! Me and bunch of my best buddies from the Lax team headed here after pounding beers on the lawn and playing kickball, which I always take really seriously, cause DUDE!! You need to kick that BALL! COME ON!!!
So, anyway, we like went to this place and they suck, no hot chicks, music is terrible, and the staff are a bunch of assholes. Also, if you go here, you'll probably get mugged cause it's in the ghetto.
IF YOU WANT TO HAVE A GOOD TIME, GO ELSEWHERE. NOT WORTH THE TRIP FROM VA/MD.
This bar would work better for me if DC had more good neighborhood joints. Â The bartenders are great, the decor is wonderful, the beer selection is good.
But the place is small and can get really packed. Â It's essentially a cool hang out where I'd stop for a beer on a random night if I lived nearby. Â Basically, we need places like this to pop up all over in order to keep the ones we have from being over run and unbearable.
One observation though: every time I go I walk out feeling like I've been transported back to 1994. Â A lot of the clientele look like they just walked out of a Kevin Smith movie (crushed velvet dresses, newsboy caps, guy in a kilt, another guy in pleather pants, blossom hat, etc...). Â I'm not sure if this means the 80s rebirth is over and we're about to get grunge again, or if there's a segment of the DC population for whom the 90s never left.
Imagine if Wonderland were actually good; that's Jimmy Valentine's.
Been to Jimmy's twice now and to paraphrase Billy Dee Williams, it's worked every time. The decor and alcohol selection are great (I especially like the authentically served Tecate) and the place tries to foster a real sense of community. Their resident DJ's are good by DC standards; they would probably be rather average in a more musically dynamic city, though.
The location in Trinidad keeps out the amateurs and suburbanites and makes me nostalgic for my days in Detroit. Any fear of coming out to this neighborhood is misplaced; you are probably more at risk in Adams Morgan. You may have a bit of trouble catching a cab home, though, so driving is recommended - with a designated driver, of course. Odds are you'll be able to park right in front of the door.
Although this place tries to be inconspicuous the secret is out and you can expect it to be a bit crowded on the weekends. The crowd is much more interesting than the H Street crowd, though.
First off, this is not for people who want to party at Dream, Love or whatever it's called......This is more for grown folk who want to relax and doesn't mind how the night may play out.
It started out dark, cave like with interesting art deco. Gave me a groovy baby feel. The service was great along with strong drinks. I thought it would be mellow the whole night but then the DJ started spinning and everyone that was hanging at the bar somehow ended up dancing all night long. I was ready to head home around 12am but the DJ saved my night. I guess looks can really be deceiving because I thought I'd be hearing house all night.....the DJ, a skinny white boy with tatoos definitely proved me wrong when he spun 90's hip hop (my fave) with a mix of some more oldies but goodies (I went Saturday night).
This was my plan B but has now become my plan A! I love this hidden treasure of a bar.........
I've live on the east coast since the mid 90s. Â In that time, I've been to DC multiple times, both on vacation and hanging out with friends. Â But every time I'd been, I always had this feeling that I was kind of on the outside looking in. Â Just another tourist in a city that's full of them.
This all changed when I was instructed to go to Jimmy Valentine's.
No door sign, no windows, no phone number, no website... no problem! Â This may sound a little intimidating, but it's worth the effort to find it. Â The interior is quite cool. Â Dark with comfortable seating and a well-stocked bar (save beer on tap). Â Great music too. Â When the DJs were gearing up to play, I was expecting The Cure and possibly Horton Heat. Â And what I got was an unexpected mix of Reggae, Dub and House, that was particularly awesome.
I'm not sure if the cat's going to be let out of the bag and the crowd thus lame by the next time I get there, but I certainly hope not. Â This place is special, DC. Â Treat it that way.
I have to echo the other reviewers, it almost feels wrong to write a review of this hidden little gem. A chef friend of mine literally had to drag me to this place, it was a Tuesday night at 12:30 and I really should have been going to bed, but he was like "its the greatest bar in the world." In my experience saying that usually means that expectations will be unfairly high and the person who was dragged to the bar will be disappointed. Let me tell you...this is not the case with Jimmy's.
First of all at almost 1am on a Tuesday night there was only one patron and the proprietor in the place. Sounds, like I'm gonna be disappointed, right? Not at all, it was the coolest bar even if we were the only ones there.
The decor was fantastic; red walls, awesome artwork a odds&ends collection of glassware, t-shirts hanging from the ceiling, and you can't for get to check out the funky salt and pepper shaker collection that has an almost hallowed spot on the wall behind the bar. If you rolled up the Red Derby, the Raven, Dito's Bar (@Floriana), and DC9 all into one you'd end up with Jimmy Valentine's.
Drinks? The got them! Its got a full bar and I mean full. The selection is almost as cool as the atmosphere. High-end vodkas (VanGogh, etc) to almost any liquor to "low-end" beers (Colt 45) and that's just the beginning...you can't forget about the selection of Belgian brews! Food? They have some, not really sure what...but they minimally have Red Baron Pizza - I don't remember why, but there was a story to go along with it. Just ask Mark, the owner...he'll tell you. (btw, if you haven't had Red Baron Pizza lately, I have to say it was delicious, but I'm not sure if that was the alcohol, the lateness, or the growling in my stomach talking!)
And you can't forget about Guiness, the owner's absolutely amazing dog, who occassionally makes an appearance. He's like a horse, part Mastif and part Great Dane, absolutely huge! But probably the most docile dog I've ever met. I'm 6ft tall and his head was easily at my elbows!
There might not be a single bad thing to say about Jimmy's!
THE BEST BAR IN DC. PERIOD.
BC - Quite possibly the most creative restroom signs I've ever seen and as for the bathroom itself - the men's is baby blue! I mean everything in it is baby blue: the tile, the paint, the sink, the floor, with the one notable exception being the toilet; which you guessed it is baby pink! And I didn't have the foresight to check, but apparently the women's room is all pink. I thought only my great-grandmother had a pink toilet!
I don't even know if I should be writing this review, lest I feel the wrath of its clientele who wish to maintain the bar's low profile. But this place is just too unique to ignore. Jimmy Valentine's is definitely one of DC's more secretive spots. The lack of any signage, as well as its location in an area that would scare away most casual bar hoppers helps make it a true neighborhood spot. I was only alerted to its existence by a friend who lives right off of H St. For all those people who think they are "troopers" for making the trip to the H St. bars, you really have no idea until you make the trek to this place.
Completely non-descript from the outside, I was surprised by how colorful and vibrant the place is inside. It's got ample room for both lounging and dancing, and if my experience there was any indication, they have good DJ's to get people moving. I don't remember anything standing out to me on the drink menu, but the bartenders were very nice, and the people there were all having a good time. That's what you want from a neighborhood bar, right?
Its location right by Trinidad is going to keep a lot of people away, but maybe that's for the better, as it would be a shame to see a place like this taken over by the standard bar crowds. I wish it was more accessible for me to get to, but it's definitely a place you should try and check out at least once if you can. You won't believe a place like this actually exists until you make it inside...
Jimmy Valentine's is in the rarefied stratum of bars that can successfully thrive in an unlikely location with not so much as a sign on the door signifying its existence. Â Opened in mid-2007 by three young, local entrepreneurs with experience in local nightlife who wanted to provide a low-key hangout for their friends and community members, JV's occupies the faceless former storefront of a tax preparation office.
Inside the double set of doors (and velvet curtains) from the faceless storefront with nothing but "1103" on the mailbox lies a crimson bordello of Maoist kitsch, ghoulish paraphernalia, and random un-PC odds and ends lining the walls. Â To your left is the DJ stand; the owners have an established policy of no music with misogynistic or violent lyrics, just an amazing mix of classic rock, funk, and other milieu-appropriate music. Â On the right side of the door (at least as of last month) sat a small fake casket full of body part gummy candy.
The bartenders are friendly and personable. Â Operating on a cash-only basis, they serve all sorts of bottled beers, from high-falutin' stuff right down to Mickey's and Sparks, and 40s of Schlitz (on top of your standard mixed drinks). Â Many drinks are served in mismatched glasses sourced from thrift stores. Â Red Baron pizzas are on hand to soak it all up.
If you get this place, you'll love it. Â Otherwise, don't bother. Â A few neighbors lodged a complaint with the alcohol licensing authorities over JV's operations, claiming they were attracting miscreants and dragging down the neighborhood. Â The government investigation this past summer found that JV's is a model business in compliance with each and every regulation. Â My experience there leads me to believe the owners of JV's went out on a huge limb to take a chance on a sometimes sketchy area with virtually no nightlife for blocks around and create a positive, understated environment for discerning adults that's a boon to the neighborhood and local economy. Â I wish them nothing but success and hope it anchors a natural extension of the H Street corridor.
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