This subterranean good-ol’-boy haunt is an often-raucous hangout for Georgetown students, especially during senior year, when tradition calls for one Tombs beer a day for the last 99 days of school. For the rest of us, there are baskets of oozy mozzarella sticks, reliably good burgers, and Reubens—plus the same creamy crab-and-artichoke dip and beef chili you’ll find at Clyde’s. (Clyde’s Restaurant Group has owned the place since the ’80s.)
-March, 2008
Executive Food Editor/Critic
Ann Limpert joined Washingtonian in late 2003. She was previously an editorial assistant at Entertainment Weekly and a cook in New York restaurant kitchens, and she is a graduate of the Institute of Culinary Education. She lives in Petworth.
