Calamity Jane’s sort-of-vintage chandeliers, cowgirl logo, etc., approximate the Georgetown historic aesthetic, and the building’s the genuine article (a 1909 hotel). The antique oak bar came from the defunct Georgetown Tavern. The scene’s neighborly (“Billy bought your first beer,” says the barkeep to a guy sitting alone). And what comes out of the kitchen—which, through its door and window, seems lit by its own close-range fluorescent sun—is unpretentious and satisfying good ol’ American food. Get soup, the ribs if they have them, and definitely dessert, made by Janice with love.