The Big Hunt -- "Dive" in for Fun

Make no mistake about it--the Big Hunt is a dive bar. It is dark and dingy and smells like stale beer. That being said, The Big Hunt offers no pretense of being something that it is not—it is comfortable in its character.

The décor, although questionable, is consistent. There is an amalgam of phony dead paraphernalia gracing its walls, from the antler-like lamps, to papier-mâché Rhino tusks, to furry chandeliers. The collection of human heads on stakes is a bit disturbing, but reminiscent of Richard Connell’s, “The Most Dangerous Game,” and certainly consistent with the hunter theme.

I hope that the Fire Marshall overlooks the mesh of wires that are haphazardly connected on the wall, because the Big Hunt provides for a good time. They have 27 beers on tap and the popular selection of shooters makes them sufficiently prepared for debaucherous groups “hunting” for fun. There are multiple televisions for game watching, and a billiards table upstairs. Bar Rules apply and be sure to put your quarters down early, as there is only one table. The food is typical bar fare, but it gets tastier and more necessary the longer your visit. Additionally, every Tuesday you can drop in for fifteen cent wings.

The dive bar has become a faux pas in DC--a political city concerned with social stigma. But it still has its place, and it is refreshing to see that the Big Hunt caters to dive bar junkies as well as the social overclass. Regardless of appearance, you will be accepted here--where the only prerequisite is a willingness for fun. So next time you are in Dupont Circle, don’t hesitate to trade in that sparkling wine for a pint and a shot.