Much like the dog it’s named after, this H Street dive is small, friendly and ugly in a cute way. A regular cast of characters come in to check the list of draft beers on a chalkboard above the bar, and settle in to a seat surrounded by walls littered with vintage photos of boxers and posters from the 80s. Whatever you do, don’t ask for a craft cocktail, as you might be denied and then shamed: it’s not that kind of place. Though, while it may not look like a typical brunch spot (and the kitchen amounts to a few hot plates behind the bar), unlimited mimosas are dirt cheap and ‘The All American Special’ (a plate of eggs, sausage, hash and gravy on a biscuit) does satisfy.
The Pug is a beloved neighborhood bar where the TV and sound are always turned on for local DC sports teams. It’s also a place that looks and feels like a second home for those that live on or near H Street. The charming dive’s character comes courtesy of kitschy DC decor, free cheese puffs, and an excellent selection of local craft beer.