Address: 1900 M St. NW # 400
It's not a rumor, it's a fact: This place sucks. From the cheesy spotlight casting shadows of doubt and regret on the dance floor, to the horrible tunes pumping through the speakers, this place is a mistake. The dance floor is something like a Roman coliseum, where drunken gladiators dance themselves to the death. In terms of their fun, good for them, but it's only entertaining for the spectators in a bad way. In terms of dining—if you happen to be that bold—the food is atrocious. Even by bar-food standards. Still, people manage to have fun in there; it has its share of fans. But consider: If you enjoy a place that smells like milk farts, what does that say about you?