At Last, The Gibson

It may just be that all liberal arts majors who come to DC have a soft spot for The Great Gatsby. Where are my nights filled with dancing and sophistication? they ask, as they dolefully shuffle along the halls in their internships.  Where the beautiful yearning for something unattainable?  Where the delicate cocktails served next…

Nothing Better: Taylor Gourmet

Is there anything more American than a sandwich?  And I mean that in the best possible way, not like American or American. I contend there is not.  A panini by any other name would not be as sweet.  These mountainous Philly-style sandwiches at Taylor will eat those sad cold cut imitators for lunch. Taylor opened on…

Vienna: City of Shade Trees and Murmurs

Vienna is beautiful.  And quiet.  Like in a Ferregamo boutique, Should I even be here? Walking in the manicured but not annoyingly perfect (that is, British) park and around the central shopping area, everything was just delightful. Large crowds gathered around street performers, respectable older citizens drifted in and out of churches, and the general…

Hidden Gem: Hard Times Cafe

Old Town Alexandria is super cute and a wonderful place to visit, but even I needed a break after a few hours. Yes, there was plentiful and free parking.  Yes, the shops were distinctive and semi-reasonable.  But it was exhausting keeping up that pace of constant delight. I stopped into Hard Times Cafe at the…

Ode to Bikram

My body aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My senses, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains Ninety minutes past, and the instructor’s words had sunk: ‘Tis not through envy of that happy lot, But being too happy in feeling next to nothing, That thou, plane of…

On Round 2, Oriental East Is Perfection

Like I always have to remind myself, it pays to do your homework.  Careful research and planning can keep you from being disappointed by reality. I had heard about the wonders of Oriental East in Silver Spring.  I had heard about the carts of dim sum weaving through tables of happy diners, distributing sticky rice…

Brunchtime: Birch and Barley

There are people for whom brunch is a noun and people for whom brunch is a verb.  I fall somewhere in between, but at Birch and Barley, I would be happy to brunch heartily and happily. Having been here once before for dinner and seen the Boozy Brunch option, I resolved to come back for…

Gotta Get Back to The Passenger

I need to get back to The Passenger.  As soon as possible. I’ve heard so much about the place and finally made it in right after opening on a Sunday afternoon.  I know, not prime cocktail time, but I was desperate!  The Passenger is supposed to be one of the new best places in DC…

Church & State: This Time It’s Personal

I hate to tell you wonderful readers about things not available to the general public, but sometimes it’s just too good.  You’ve read about Wisdom, Church & State, and Fruit Bat on this blog before.  But until, now, it wasn’t personal. Last night saw an event of epic mixology proportions hosted at Church & State…

Get Thee to Bohemian Caverns. Go!

At Bohemian Caverns last night, I overheard the following coversation, which was most distrubing. Wow, this is great! I know!  I’ve never heard of it before! Bingo, problem!  How can anyone not have heard of Bohemian Caverns?  It’s like nothing else in the city, and probably like nothing else in the Mid Atlantic region.  If you’re thinking…

Welcome to Wisdom

Thanks to the foodie revolution, DC denizens now have the option to frequent a “cocktail parlour.” Wisdom would never have been able to get away with that extra “u” only a few years ago. But they do, and I’m happy to allow for that and much more.  But there’s nothing to gripe about at Wisdom….

DC Likes Jazz Music

Capital Bop‘s D.C. Jazz Loft held an event last night at the Red Door in NW. For those unfamiliar with the venue, it’s reminiscent of Greenwich Village in the 1960s – the era of Mad Men. Walking down a sketchy alley on I St NW between 4th and 5th, you enter through a crudely painted door,…