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Veddy Good: Two English Pubs Join Crowd
By Fritz Hahn
Washington Post Weekend Section
Friday, October 28, 2005

IF I TOLD you an Irish pub was coming to your neighborhood, you'd have a pretty good idea of what to expect: pints of Guinness "on draught," Guinness mirrors and knickknacks on the walls, live Celtic music, perhaps bartenders and staff with lilting accents.

But what about an English pub? Probably English ales, darts, football -- that's soccer, mate -- on the telly. Dark, heavy wood? The Beatles, the Who or Oasis on the jukebox?

We've got dozens of Irish pubs in the Washington area, even two pubs that claim allegiance to Scotland. For whatever reason, though, English pubs haven't caught on, outside of horse country and the British Embassy, which has its own private Union Tap pub. Call it the revenge of the Irish.

This all may be changing, though, as two new "English" pubs have opened in recent months, each with its own vision of what an English pub can (or should) be.

The more recent addition to the pub scene is Union Jack's (4915 St. Elmo Ave., Bethesda; 301-652-2561), which opened last month in the long-vacant Shark Club space. I brought some English acquaintances with me on an early visit -- he from Liverpool, she from the Midlands -- and the opinion was unequivocal: "I've never seen a pub like this before."

That's because Union Jack's is a nightlife chimera, containing the DNA of a pub, sports bar and dance club. The front room, with its extra-high ceilings, tall windows and huge projection screen, was "inspired" by London's Piccadilly Circus, hence the street lamps, DJ booth and large copy of Big Ben (which is actually quite a distance away in Parliament Square). DJs spin Top 40, hip-hop and retro classics Wednesday through Sunday, drawing crowds of young professionals on weekends.

Union Jack's main dining area ostensibly takes its cues from the Leaky Cauldron, the pub in the "Harry Potter" series, so you get a roaring (faux) stone fireplace, exposed beams, lanterns, wooden signs and a thatched hut behind the enormous bar. (If it's beginning to sound like a low-cost Epcot, you're getting warm.) Too bad the fireplace and lanterns are wasted, as the bright lights drain the room of any atmosphere -- think 21st-century sports bar, rather than the dim, cozy old public house shown in the movies.

Farther back is the billiards and dart parlor, a warm saloon-like area with six gleaming pool tables, a trio of dart lanes that are a little close together for comfort and comfortable leather chairs.

"There are four guys involved, and they've taken things they've seen from bars around the country and in England," says managing partner Gary Ouellette. "It's a bit of a different spin on a British bar, but we livened it up with a DJ. . . . It's not your traditional pub."

On the menu, spicy deep-fried wings are named after Elizabeth Hurley because, "These wings are, like Liz, smoking hot," the menu says. The David Beckham is a plate of chicken strips "with a kick." A Pink Floyd pizza is "covered in 'shrooms." And in a move certain to get J.K. Rowling's lawyers fired up, children can pick from grilled cheese, chicken tenders and the like on the Harry Potter Menu.

"We want people to realize that we're trying to have a lot of fun," Ouellette says. "We're not taking ourselves too seriously. We're not trying to be the most authentic pub around. We're not."

Ouellette, who owns Polly Esther's downtown, says that the schedule at Union Jack's is still coming together, but it includes karaoke on Tuesdays, DJs Wednesday through Sunday and a live broadcast of Sports Talk 980 AM's "5th Quarter Show" with Andy Pollin and Joe Jacoby after Redskins games on Sundays. (Live music will be added on Sunday nights.) Wednesday seems like a good night to pop down for a visit -- all British pints are $3 from 5 to close. Just try to grab your own drinks at the bar whenever you can before finding a seat -- servers can take forever to bring orders around, no matter where you sit, and it gets worse on weekends.

At Union Jack's, the Englishness is more of a decorating scheme than an overriding theme, but I managed to catch some of the Leeds United vs. Sheffield United match last Friday night, sipping a pint of Fuller's as a table full of young women gossiped and did shots next to me. Even during "Monday Night Football," a few plasma screens are showing English soccer.

This weekend, besides the expected Halloween parties with costume contests and dancing, Union Jack's hosts an International Federation of Competitive Eating contest with 13 "professional competitive eaters" -- now there's a job title for you -- vying to see who can scarf down the most chicken wings in 10 minutes. Among the contestants is Sonya Thomas of Alexandria, a petite, 90-pound woman known as the Black Widow. Her rsum includes the consumption of 80 chicken nuggets in 5 minutes and 65 hard boiled eggs in 6 minutes.

"We're trying to offer more of these offbeat, entertaining-type nights," Ouellette says. "These wouldn't be your typical British pub events."

Quite.

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I had a great time dancing and being with my friends. Until, I looked at my tab. I owed $156 for drinks I didn't buy. Apparently, they were putting all the drinks my friends were ordering on my tab. Instead of just charging them individually. The waitress and whoever was the manager failed to inform me of this until the end of the night, when most of them left. I was left with a charge on my credit card for $157.21. I was not planning on spending money, since it was my happy hour and the drinks were to be included for me. They made a major mistake on their part. Let's just say I avoid that place. And if anyone mentions this "establishment" I cringe and just warn them of how crappy they treat you there.