Posts Tagged ‘Atlas District’
H Street Country Club Changing Course
Honest Abe was attacked again.
If you’ll recall, back in May when H Street Country Club first opened, I tried to warn owner Joe Englert that several holes were vulnerable to attack from drunk duffers. He brushed it off like so much pet hair, saying the statuary on his putt-putt course, particularly the gruesome dead presidents on Hole No. 5, could withstand the punishment of Satan’s army.
Well, apparently not.
Just weeks after opening, some asshole broke the hands off the rotting skeleton of President Lincoln — and that’s not even the worst of it. “Someone tried to skull fuck Abraham Lincoln,” Englert notes. I’d prefer not to explain how this could be done to artist Lee T. Wheeler’s statue, but let’s just say there’s a wide-diameter bullet hole in Honest Abe’s skull.
Englert’s shocked, too, which is saying something for him.
H Street Country Club Swings Opens Tomorrow
Because Y&H has developed a warm, personal relationship with Joe Englert, Mr. Fatlas, I mean Mr. Atlas, District invited me to a sneak-preview of the long, long, long-awaited H Street Country Club on Sunday night, and I have just one thing to say: You’ll never get a tee time.
This place is going to have longer lines than Ben’s Chili Bowl during the inauguration. Everyone will want to putt-putt their ball between the bloated legs of a D.C. parking meter-reader who’s exposing just a little too much butt crack. Or across the Reflecting Pool and up the stairs of the Lincoln Memorial. Or between the decomposing bodies of several dead presidents. Or around a multi-car pileup on the Beltway. Or….oh, hell, you get the point. This is miniature golf as imagined by the Coen Brothers.
Come to think of it, some people might even visit H Street just to sample the Tex-Mex menu designed by Ann Cashion, founder of Taqueria Nacional. Well, maybe.
H Street Country Club Ready to Tee Off at the End of the Month
After months — no, wait, years — of delays, the H Street Country Club is set to open at the end of the month. So says Walter Nicholls over at BizBash, which even has a few up-to-date photos of the place (as opposed to the months-old construction crap above).
As fun as putt-putting my way around a miniature Washington Monument sounds, I’m even more interested in the Mexican/Tex-Mex menus conceived by Ann Cashion and executed by former Cashion’s cook, Pablo Cordoso. The south-of-the-border food has a decidedly modern feel. Think “masa puffs” with roasted pumpkin and poblano pepper, instead of old-fashioned stuffed gorditas. Or a tostada with mashed avocado and warm lobster salad, not a thick layer of lard and beans.
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Things Just Not Flowing at H Street Country Club
Remember my post earlier this month about the H Street Country Club opening in late March? Scratch that. Looks like we’ll have to wait a bit longer.
This is, frankly, why I hate writing about opening dates.
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You Want It, You Got It: Another Opening Date for the H St. CC
It’s hard to read in the picture above, which I snapped yesterday, but underneath the H Street Country Club logo, there’s a small oval sign that reads: established 2008.
I have just one response: Ha!
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H Street Country Club: Still Puttering Along
The time has come, I think, to say no more stories on Joe Englert’s H Street Country Club until he opens the damn place. This tease has been going on way too long. We here at the City Paper have been particularly susceptible to the hype; we started in two years ago with this item and have been aggressively updating the narrative with each word dropped from Englert’s lips. You can blame me for this item in March 2007 and for another update, on the Ann Cashion connection at H Street CC, in September of last year.
And now comes DCist’s “Early Look” at Englert’s putt-putt playground. It’s an “early” look in the loosest sense of the word. These are construction site photos! (Though, I have to admit that the hanging coffee pot lights are pretty cool.) There’s not much new to the posting, except for the photos and for blogger Eric Denman’s musings on whether alcohol and putters will mix. Writes Denman:
