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  1. turbogrrl
    I had it in Feb, April, and now this weekend. Not seasonal; but definitely dependent on the quality of the date. The food co-op dates I served this weekend at a party didn't even deserve to be called cousins of the dates Komi serves. I would imagine that Monis just wouldn't serve them if there was anything average about the date quality that week.
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    An addition: I would rate The Diner's (in Adams Morgan) burgers as Not Bad; they'd been having issues with the kitchen (med rare came out well done), but those have been fixed, and they were very good about rectifying the problem. Most important, the burgers can be had 24 hours a day. And substitutions for the fries are allowed; the mac n' cheese (if one is feeling like going all-out) or the spinach (only mildly healthy, but oh so garlicy!) are both good choices. I've been stuck on the chili cheeseburger these past few months.
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    D'oh, completely forgot about this one. And yes, very very generous and succulent. I'd briefly wondered if anyone else from DR was there last night, but then got distracted. *waves hi in retrospect*
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    Komi, komi, how I love thee, let me count the ways... Pork Belly in pita. This was an orgasm for the mouth. Gazpacho with cucumber foam. Summer in a glass. Scallops Two ways, hold the dill (damn allergies.) Derek's cocktails Pâté in what seemed to be a tiny choux pastry Slow-cooked egg, a slightly sweeter variation than last time. (I think I prefer the bottarga variation, but really, that's just splitting hairs) Delicate Sashimi a creamy Robiola A lovely view of part of the kitchen. A perfect steak with pita. Sadly, exhaustion had caught up to us by that point, and we couldn't do justice to the steak or the desserts. But I will be making stock today, oh yes I will! Even through the exhaustion, though, it was a wonderful evening. The experience was pretty much damn perfect. Everyone truly cares about what they are doing, the food is utterly spectacular, the space is warm and spare, and it's a joy to be there. I wish I could be more eloquent. Everyone, and everything was fantastic. I couldn't have asked for a better anniversary.
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    pâte á choux, with cinnamon-sugar butter. and a hint of star anise. The warm golden puff gets violated with vanilla ice cream, and poof! it is gone.
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    Generally, I recommend getting off at Courthouse to go *to* Ray's, and then going to Rosslyn *from* Ray's, then it's downhill both ways. The strip mall is pretty much equidistant from both stops. Of course, if you're looking for exercise, then reverse the directions; the hill is definitely noticeable. Also, hooray for a completely messy and yummy burger!
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    I went to the Source a while after it opened, and while I can say that I *do* remember that everything was well-executed, service was good, and I had a thoroughly pleasant evening with friends... I could not have told you the next day what I ate. Also, aesthetically, I find the place too prettily sterile and studied. Also, I understand *why* they put TVs over in the nook by the bathrooms (to give someone a easy and plausible way to wait rather than stare at the ceiling clearing ones throat repeatedly, or sulk back to ones table)... there are televisions. by. the bathrooms. Argh. It was competent. But there is a long list of restaurants I'll need to go to before I'm inclined to go back.
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    sadly, it's upper dupont, but the Dupont Market at 18th and Swann has wonderful, uncomplicated sammiches. I've been known to walk two miles for one of 'em. Also, I am very fond of the turkey, avocado, and swiss on bialy at Bagels Etc (22nd and P). Labneh and pita and falafel at DC Cafe is also worthwhile. (Though really, it's better at 4am.) 21st and P. Take-out panini from Paradisio?
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    I am full of doughnut holes and bacon. So I am happy and sad all at once.
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    Originally intended to go to Bar Pilar, but understandably the place was packed, and I couldn't take standing around on a sprained ankle while hoping for a seat. Also, the noise! So, we hobbled over to U street, and went to Coppi's, where there were several tables we could sit at. We started with chard with ricotta, and tomato and mozzarella salad. Then for the entree we split a dinner portion of gnocci mixed up with a whole bunch of veggies (fava beans, artichokes, tender asparagus, and tomato) and bacon. mmm, bacon. Dessert was espresso and ice cream and whipped cream for nick, and a lemon zabaglione with sliced strawberries mixed in for me. Dinner wasn't a revelation, and it wasn't haute cuisine. It was, however, comforting, and friendly, and quite good. And when it was time for us to totter home, they walked us to the door, and waved us on to the pleasant night. PS- the corn is supposed to be coming soon. Damn, I miss that corn.
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    Kramers has its strengths and failings. When I lived two blocks away, I was there once every week or two; if one is getting home from work after 10pm, walking two blocks for a book, predictable food, and a pint of decent beer all in the same place is a fine thing indeed. I now live a mile and a half away, and haven't been in 8 months except for books. Such is life. I like their veggie quesadilla– while not at all traditional, it's got corn and spinach in it and sometimes I just crave spinach. And cheese. They used to have a hot cajun roast beef sandwich which was huge and flavorful; the hangar steak sandwich doesn't really compare. The 'best piece of bass' is usually inoffensive. Also, it comes with loads of spinach. (notice a theme?) The 'Trent Lotte' (separate but equal parts of coffee and steamed milk in separate mugs to allow customers to integrate at their own pace) that they served around the time of Mr. Lott's birthday party gaffe *still* makes me giggle when I think of it. The brunches are... ok. Nothing to write home about, but not terrible. Big omelets and scrambles, mostly, with small muffins and some fruit and coffee and a morning drink of the predictable choices. The desserts are pretty scary, except sometimes the pies or the cobblers. And the banana split is a banana split, in all its absurd glory. It's not like one can fuck up a banana split, and this one is more than enough for two people to make a whipped cream mess of. Also- and really, this shouldn't be underrated- Kramers is *fantastic* for eavesdropping. But it's best to go with someone that you can hold snarky conversations with telepathically, or at least via eyebrow morse code, because it can get pretty darn loud in there.
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    Heh. Nick and I went there on our first date there as well! (after having dinner at coppi's)
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    I'm going to guess that he's talking about Jahanbein's not-so-new incarnation of the The Saloon (he used to run the g'town one) at 1207 U St. NW. A lovely curmudgeonly place, with veddy fine beer indeed.
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    So, a friend and I had plans to have Larry's ice cream this afternoon, but when we arrived... Larry's was dark! No Larry! What to do? I suggested that chocolate might be a way to ease our wounded palates, and so we strolled back to Locolat. The Chef, Niel Piferoen, was in the spotless open kitchen, churning out waffles and waffle cookies. His lovely wife Ada was behind the counter and explained what we had in front of us. Jose decided he would have the lime, coffee, and cappuccino candies. I had the banana, pistachio, mojito, and feuilletine candies. And then we split a box of 5 truffles: white chocolate, dark, milk, coconut, and croquant. Our chocolate damage came to $16. Then we sat down to indulge. The favorites for us this afternoon of the candies were the mojito, banana, lime, and coffee. I think of the truffles my favorite was the dark chocolate or the coconut, but really? It's not like I'd be turning any of them down anytime soon. The waffles look and smell sinfully good. We did not have them, although in the end I had to ask about the cookies- which I tasted one of and then bought a bag, along with truffles for Nick's parents. There were also small sandwiches and pastries and cakes (and not-so-small cakes)... Verdict? I approve! I do not approve of the proximity to my apartment though. I ended up walking 6.5 miles today in hopes of repairing the damage wrought.
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    Went to Dino on Thursday with M/M Porcupine, and Nick. Had some cheese, and more cheese, and then surprise cheese, and then mushrooms and more mushrooms, which meant that when our pastas arrived we couldn't finish them. Which is good, since I have been too lazy to leave the apartment for the better part of two days, and have been existing on the leftovers. To be fair, I wandered out to have a drink at Nirvana last night (it still isn't) but at least there is no Wanted poster up from the disastrous time I tried it a few years ago. I also accidentally made labneh last night, and so ate it this morning for breakfast. Also a soft-boiled farmer's market egg. I really should get a real dinner, but I found two chocolate salty oat cookies from Teaism in my school bag, and already ate those. Yeah, clearly I'm not going anywhere.
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    It's in the same building on Florida Ave that houses MINT fitness, but is on the corner of the building where Florida meets U street.
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    Dino. Birthday diner for N's mom. Food was wonderful. I had five drinks, not nearly enough. Dear god, I hope they let us back in.
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    sacrilege! onion and tomato on that salmon! The Baltimore Sun and Metromix both agree that his hours are actually Tuesday-Friday: 7:30 a.m.-3 p.m. Satuday: 8:30 a.m.-4 p.m. Sunday: 8:30 a.m.-3:30 p.m. However, I strongly advise always calling (410-323-9463) before making the trip up there, and with the goal of arriving well before 3. If they're having a slow day, or ran out of bagels and didn't want to fire up more, they may close early. OTOH, if they know you're coming from DC they will make an effort to stay open for you. Also Greg tends to take long trips to europe unexpectedly. OTOH, Daedalous Books and the Belvedere Market can almost make up for Greg's being closed, but I prefer them all to be open. Just call before you go, really. It's better that way.
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    Not since last fall, but the brunch pizza was quite tasty. As are the bottomless mimosas.
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    Tuesday night: kentucky fried chicken. I'd spent all of my drive through tennessee hoping in vain for something, anything, like a neon pig in an apron. Or even just a dingy weathered sign saying "ribs this way". But it wasn't to be. I got my bland chicken strips, piled them with black pepper, and drove on into the night. Landed in Bristol, TN for the night, in a motel where everyone knows everyones name. It was somewhat alarming, though, when I realized the night desk girl looked a bit like the undead. I ran into my room and locked the door. Woke up some 9 hours later, disoriented and fully clothed. Drove the two miles to Bristol, VA, and had breakfast at the northernmost Krystal's: coffee, scrambled eggs, sausage patties and bacon, and silver dollar pancakes. The bacon was awesome. I accidentally picked up the iced tea instead of syrup and sprinkled some on my pancakes. I pretended I meant to do that; didn't seem to hurt them any. Death seemed to be the preoccupation of the morning, with an extended conversation between the locals (I was the only non-local) regarding funeral parlors, life insurance, and grave plots. Doc walked in and got his regular- Bob sat down with him uninvited. I guess that's how it happens in small towns. What? Doc, you didn't hardly eat nothin'!? You gonna throw that out? Naw, here, I'll take it. Got mah dawg in the car, she'll just love it. You sure you ain't gonna eat that, Doc? Doc walked out to his day, dignified and slow. I read my book for a while longer (Confessions of an Economic Hit Man), and then faced the music: another 400 miles to go.
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    I recovered from my inane road trip with three mojitos at the bar. We decided to just stay at the bar and eat, since Cory was so nice and friendly. Porcupine and I managed to *not* push Nick off a stool and steal all of his gnocci, but it was a close thing. The tuna tartare on ricecake was quite tasty, but the ricecake stole the show– there was a smidge too much going on with the tartare. Porcupine got a very pretty salad with rose petals that I wanted none of, and we split the stew with pork bellies. The stew reminded me of a deconstructed paella, and was good except for one note that kept hitting me as exceedingly bitter. Porcupine couldn't taste any bitter, so whatever it was just didn't hit my tastebuds right. Nick somehow managed to *not* order the branzino, and instead got the whole bass I think. Also really good, but really, after three mojitos– How would I know? My dessert was the caramel Pot de Creme, and it was Exceedingly, Searingly intense. I *think* I liked it (I ate enough of it), but woah! I'm blinking just thinking of it. Porcupine got the key lime pie... mmmm. Also, Many many thanks for her rescuing me from the tail end of my trip.
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    Chose to send myself off on my stupid road trip (Alabama to DC in a little over 24 hours) with some drinks at Dino, a movie, and then a dash back across the street for dinner at Dino. The bread, the burratta, the spring risotto, and the hangar steak were all spot-on. It should be noted that there was green matter underneath the steak, and Nick ate it- all of it. He also happily consumed some of the spring risotto despite the obvious green and mushroom matter in it. I managed to restrain myself from licking the bowl, but only barely. But man- the stories I heard Monday night. *shakes head*
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    wait. Has anyone done a comparison of the super chicken in wheaton to the super chicken in falls church? I've only been to the latter one, and while it has much to recommend it (good spices, nice skin, better side : plantains, fried yucca, fried rice), the parking lot and the eat-in area is *tiny*. Also, their hours are more like guidelines rather than guarantees. Which is why I generally only ever take out from there. Which means I have to be in falls church in the first place.
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    Two finals in a row today, and I was beat. Fortunately, Cashion's found room to add us to the parents' table. Justin brought me a wine- no idea what it was but it was entirely drinkable. "What do you want to drink?" "I'm sorry, I didn't study for that." "Right. You need a drink. I'll be right back." The spicy tomatillo soup with feta _was_ spicy, and I barely restrained myself from licking the bowl. Accolades from all around; fortunately, no one else had a spoon so they could only get tastes with a fork. (Lucky for them, really, because I was willing to stab someone to defend it.) Nick had the goat cheese souffle; fortunately the order went in early enough that we weren't waiting all evening for it. The stand-out entree had to be the pork chop, though the dorade was tasty. The guinea hen prompted a discussion and a googling of the difference between cornish hens and guinea hens, and was nicely salted. My cod on risotto with ramps and morels and peas was somewhat light fare, and couldn't match the depth of flavour of my soup, but was still good. Besides, it left room for dessert. We'd already decided on dessert when we walked in– ice-cream sandwiches made with waffles. Damn good waffles. Justin laughed at us. "If you eat it with your hands, I'll buy it for you." Katherine and I just looked at each other. Hell, I was willing to lick it out of the bowl, but prudently I didn't admit to it. We did, and he did, and a comp'd dessert never tasted so good. Cashions may in fact be tumbling Coppis from my designated "neighborhood restaurant" spot. Hrmm. I should go back to Coppis soon. Can't I have *two* favorite neighborhood restaurants?
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    Decided that some soup might be the thing I needed to restore myself after an 8am final. Metroed out to SS from College Park (well, it's not like the old space was really walkable from campus anyway), and schlepped myself over to the dining room about noon. Mohingar with cilantro and lime to taste, samosas, and an iced coffee later, things were better with the world. Well, *my* world- the rest of the world isn't doing so hot in spots. They're having a cash-only buffet dinner fundraiser for Cyclone Nargis victims on 1 June. RSVP here: http://mandalaycyclonerelief.wordpress.com/ Aung pulled a melon popsicle out of his hidden stash for me as I was on my way out the door. Mmmm, brain freeze.
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