The World Cup. A month of national pride. Questionable refereeing. And blowing off work at noon. Here, a few spots to imbibe, depending on where your allegiances lie. Yes, they all have TVs. Yes, the TVs will be on.
If you’d like to ratchet up the intensity a bit, head for this downtown sports bar, which happens to be the local hang for the American Outlaws US Soccer fan club. Grab a $3 PBR, and await a generation-defining stoppage-time goal.
Root for the home team. Especially when it means $7 caipirinhas and $5 Brazilian bites like cheese bread and chimichurri fries in Menu’s BistroBar. If additional celebration is required, reserve a seat at the open kitchen, where June’s tasting menu is all Brazilian. True, it’s not Rio. But you can drink the water.
U Street’s Mexican beer garden is doing happy hour for every game they air, and if you wear the colors of a team that’s playing, it means $18 beer buckets for first rounds, then additional specials like $2 taquitos as the tourney goes on. Just wash your shirt.
Spain. Defending champs. Beautiful passing. And red slushy cocktails. For the Cup, Estadio is rolling out a new $9 slushito called La Furia Roja (the Red Fury) with tequila, cherry and pepper. Go ahead, celebrate every goal with one.
You’ve probably never been to Uruguay. But hey, every tournament needs a dark horse. And a sandwich. At Del Campo, 20 bucks gets you a game-day special of a beer, fries or yucca and a Chivito, the beef-and-cheese national sandwich of Uruguay. Yes, Uruguay has a national sandwich.
