No names and not saying why it was needed but a few colleagues went on a search for a place to get a beer this morning and drown a few sorrows, etc. Damn you, Capitol Hill hipster bars, not a single one of you was functioning. Even the food-type places — Piecora’s the Elysian — didn’t open their taps until 11:30 a.m. But, Martins, dear Martins off Madison, god bless you and your 11 a.m. opening. God bless you.