Dan’s Cafe
Lonely Planet review for Dan’s Cafe
Dan’s dive is all the more grotty for its location: smack in the middle of the 18th St skimpy-skirt parade. Inside this barely signed bar is dim lighting, old locals, J Crew–looking types slumming it and flasks of whiskey, coke and a bucket of ice on sale for under $12 (!). This is one of DC’s great dives; the interior looks like the sort of place an evil Elks Club would have designed, all un-ironically old school ‘art, ’ cheap paneling and dim lights barely illuminating the unapologetic sluminess.








