For 32 years, owner Bob Beaulieu has presided over the dark wood, dim light, heavy drinks and purple haze at the Post Pub in downtown D.C., one of the last respectable newsies’ joints on the Eastern Seaboard.
Why did you buy the pub?
My brother asked me if I wanted to get into a bar with him. I said, “Sure, let’s give it a try.” I don’t even know why. I was just young.
Why have you been able to hang on so long?
I didn’t get to the point where I was bored with it. I guess I’ve worked it into a position where I’ve got some real good key people and I don’t have to be here all the time.
Who’s the best customer you’ve ever had?
I had a guy, his name was Yuri. He was good for about eight Budweisers a day. I mean, every day, Monday through Friday.
Any of the famous newsmen/women come through the place regularly?
There was a guy who used to write his column right in the window. A lot of things were written in there. [Michael] Wilbon would come in occasionally. [Bob] Woodward would come in but he rarely stayed. He would usually get something to go.
What’s your the best part about running your own pub?
The best part is being your own boss and calling your own shots. And you get to talk a lot to people. You get to mingle with people.
Are you a drinking man?
I don’t drink at work at all. But I will have a few beers when I golf. I’m a Heineken man.
With all the dough The Examiner reporters drop in your place, how about renaming it? Or, at least renaming a bar stool?
Maybe I’ll add to the name. Or give you a byline on the wall.
