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Sun Liquor: Worth a Trip to the Hill

But only if you can get a seat outside.

By Brian J Barr

Published on August 15, 2007

If I can get to Sun Liquor in time to grab a seat outside, it isone of thefew places where I'll drink on Capitol Hill during the summer. The combination of insufferable hipsters, lack of good scenery, and difficult parking has, unfortunately, soured my opinion of the hood. But you have to get there quick to nab that outside chair because the joint fills up quick. Sun Liquor's happy hour is the standard 5–7 p.m., the hours when most are logging off their computers or jogging with their dogs, but the prices—$1 off all beers, $2 off all cocktails—are worth rushing out of work for. Sun Liquor is known for its cocktails (all juices are freshly pressed at the bar), but I'm a beer drinker by nature, so all night I went for the bottles of Anchor Steam ($3) chilling in the vintage fridge—shrewdly complemented by a seemingly endless supply of warm cashews. The early-evening crowd is a mix of software types and your run-of-the-mill Hill hipsters. But seated there on the sidewalk under the shade of thick oak trees, watching neighborhood folks walk past and wincing at inexperienced parallel parkers, you're not really paying attention to the clientele.