And the hotel was not too shabby. (I love a nice hotel room to myself, and it doesn't happen often.)
This hotel was in DuPont Circle and on the modern side. The staff was amazing and it had a hip bar with great cocktails and craft beers.
It had the requisite minibar, but this is where my dreamy hotel room failed me.
The only choice was -- Peroni!?
What the? Who drinks Peroni? Not anyone I know -- not even the Italians. And c'mon, DC is America's capital....at least go with an American beer! Even if it's Budweiser, or some other crappy American Pilsner.
I know, I know who really cares? I definitely didn't. It actually got me down to the hip bar all the more quickly, where I was able to ask the cute bartender for local recommendations while drinking a local IPA.
So in retrospect, maybe it wasn't a fail at all. Glass half full and all....