
The Gibson - It's a speakeasy style bar. No sign on the door, no info on the website. Do make a reservation if you can.
In our efforts to spread the love around DC a bit more, I headed to The Gibson with a couple of girlfriends for happy hour Friday night. Of course, Art and I go into withdrawal if we don’t hit ChurchKey on an incredibly frequency — so he headed over there while I was off with the girls. We didn’t have a reservation, but thankfully they had space in the outside area.
I’ve been to The Gibson once before. It always seems like a place that I should be spending more time at, but Art’s not really into cocktails — which is why we don’t go there much.
I have to say the cocktails didn’t disappoint on my return visit. They are still incredibly expensive, but totally worth it. I will never understand why a bar can charge $15 for a vodka martini, which takes no effort to make. At the Gibson, you know why your cocktail is costing $15. They are complicated, use amazing ingredients, and flawless. The favorite drink of the night was the Tidal Basin Picnic, which featured Creme de Violette and lemonade (and a bunch of other liquors). I’ve been wanting to try Creme de Violette for a while, but haven’t a chance to. I totally jumped at this one.
It was so good, that for our third, and final round — we all ordered it.
The only flaw with The Gibson, which I was hoping they’d remedied was the food — or lack there of. We were there for 3 hours, drinking very, very, very strong drinks. There’s just not enough food. The menu said they had “small plates” and to ask the waitress for the plates o’the day, and I was happy to see that. Sadly the waitress said the 3 things on the menu were it, and they mostly involved meats that I really don’t eat. We did have the gnocchi, which was brilliant (I picked around the salami).