Bruschetta
Spaghetti alle Vongole
Spaghetti Bolognese
An Italian supper club hidden in plain sight on Queen Street. Cocktails poured from Al Capone’s bar. The password, as always, is hungry.
Chef Paul brings a Washington D.C. pedigree to a small dining room on Queen Street — house-made pastas, hand-rolled meatballs, dry-aged steaks, and a kitchen that cooks like it matters every night.
A few favorites from the list. “The Godfather” is on the menu because someone has to make the joke.
Lagavulin, Disaronno, orange peel
Black walnut bourbon, bitters, sugar
Black Draft bourbon, amaro, Aperol, lemon
Dinner is the opening act. The bar stays open later — and there’s almost always something happening on stage.
Local comics, the occasional D.C. headliner. Tickets at the door.
Singers welcome. Hecklers tolerated. Cocktails poured by Marie.