Chapel is not Capitol Hill’s favorite going-out destination. Not even close. This, despite the fact that it has an outdoor patio with plenty of tables. And despite the fact too that it can be found in a former funeral home and one of the coolest buildings to ever house a bar. So why do long-time locals look askance when I sing its praises?

Three years here, and I’m still not certain (maybe you can tell me). I’ve been told it goes goth after hours—which isn’t my thing either, I suppose, but its not very sceney at all at happy hour (Sunday-Thurs 5pm-8pm & Midnight to close. Fri & Sat 5pm-8pm) when all the many powerful martinis are $5. (Try the honeydew.)

It’s good to take out of town guests here because the interior really impresses—the dark wood, the dramatic mezzanine, the marble bar made from cabinets that once held last remains. In any other city, Chapel would have a bouncer outside judging whether your shoes are Manolo-ey enough to justify your presence there. Here you can just waltz right in in yoga pants, if that’s what does it for you. It’s something we love/hate about our city, this lack of attention to attire. But it allows us easy access to beautiful places like Chapel…so why don’t we go?

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