When going to a Dive bar you must mentally prepare yourself. You're not going to a lounge where ordering a drink in a martini glass is OK. You're not going to a club where wearing tight clothing is mandatory. You're not going to the bar du jour, where you'll be asked "Who do you work for?" (As you fight the urge to punch THAT person in the face because you know they're itching to name drop their Congressman's name.) You're going to a DIVE bar to throw back a few--okay--a lot, of Miller Lites, probably do shots, and just maybe find that special person who'll punch you in the face.
They say third time's the charm and in this case, the charm happens to be Froggy Bottom Pub--THE GW dive bar located off the corner of 22nd and Penn. The bar is actually downstairs and has different drink specials each night including free pizza on Fridays. Some would say it's like drinking in your basement with a pool table in the middle taking up most of the space...they'd be right. The under agers will attempt to get in with their fake ID's while the owner, Hoang, a short Vietnamese gentleman, will crush their hopes of breaking the law the same way Lisa Simpson broke Ralph Wiggum's heart on the Simpson's. The regulars include nearby office junkies, Theta Delta Chi boys, and the GW Rugby team. The bar has no jukebox since they've joined the digital age and utilize Ipods.
It's a great place to forget about Washington and remember that you're at an awesome dive in Foggy Bottom--where Washington's first industry took off...no it wasn't politics...it was beer. And no one celebrates this fact best like Washington's #3 dive bar---nicknamed "The Frog." (Coincidentally...I believe that's where this picture was taken recently.)
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