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from his chat... Falls Church, VA: What's the phone number for reservations for 2300? Michael Landrum: Same as now, 703/841-RAYS -
I had a Dogcatcher last night, dripping rare and marrowy, and I don't care if the other 45% are the bodies of the Improprietor's enemies; it was damn tasty. And the potato puffs were quite handy for sopping up some of the stray bloody goodness.
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IKEA Cafe, Potomac Mills and College Park
turbogrrl replied to JPW's topic in Washington DC Restaurants and Dining
Now, see, if they really wanted to lure college students, they'd realize that they'd have to offer the breakfast all day. Or starting at noon. Silly swedes. -
Waitman, you are a cruel, cruel human bean. I don't doubt Don will have his revenge, though.
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Sushi Taro had decent ramen, lunch only, sept-may only, mon-weds only. Unfortunately, they are closed for renovations to go upscale (I think the owner has been eating at Komi too much), and probably will not have lunch service when they reopen. Mikaku Sushi Taro in Herndon (sushi taro invested, but they are not affiliated) should still have ramen on the lunch menu. also bukkake. Bukkake SOUP, people. It's soup. geeez.
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Oh god. I am so full. We are departing Boston on the morrow, so I should record what we had before I collapse in a happy stupor. Yesterday's lunch was at the Parish Cafe, where we split an app of tender beer-battered onion rings and N had the larger-than-his-head Meatloaf Club while I gorged on a Cottage Pie. Heavier than I'd hoped, the cafe had good atmosphere and everything was tasty. I had barely recovered when it was time for dinner; we met friends of his at their place for drinks, and then toddled off to Eastern Standard. Here is where I should mention that the last book I read before we left was Service Included, an amusing tale about the author's experience as a server in first two years of Per Se. So I've been thinking about bone marrow. So, what leapt out at me from the menu was bone marrow. We got that and the pate to start. Sadly, only three bones for the four of us, but I'm not that fond of pate in any case. But the marrow! Definitely worth the considerable effort it took to extract it. The cocktails were fantastic, the entrees enjoyable, but I was still musing on marrow. This morning we didn't actually extract ourselves from our charming accomodations (Inn at St Botolph) until midafternoon. Our first choice for lunch was closed to prepare for the evening service, and thus we found ourselves wandering past Picco in the South End. Warm, bready calzones and caramel swirl ice cream hit the spot. Wandering home I was mugged by a cashmere sweater; as I was forking over the dough the proprietress informed us that she was a foodie and recommended that we dine at La Voile. We thought we'd consider it. At nine thirty, with no other plans, we threw our hands up and said why not? Besides, they had Bone Marrow. That, and the onion soup started us off. We both managed to share. both were fantastic. Nick's beef cheeks and my mushroom risotto were also fantastic. And the profiteroles were probably too much, but we ate them all anyway. Everyone was very friendly, and I'm really glad I got mugged by that sweater. Even if I'm going to be 10 lbs fatter when I get home.
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But I think we're back to the same problem of semantics. No is saying that the Laboratorio experience was not wonderful. But this is not a thread about Laboratorio; this is a thread about Galileo. I had one ok meal at Galileo, and many terrible ones, for some of the same reasons others have already discussed. And those meals, frankly, utterly soured me such that I stopped going and did not go back for any reason, not even the wonderful Lab experiences. We may need Roberto back in his Lab. But if he surrounds it with the old Galileo, then it's going to suffer the same fate all over again.
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Actually, no ;-) I don't think I would go here without Nick's cantonese mom; the staff dote on her. She wanted seafood, we expressed concern about it being both a monday and a holiday week. The waiter led her to the tanks and they consulted for a while. The tofu/veggie/mushroom hot pots are good. The short ribs are excellent. The whole fish is excellent; I like nibbling on the deep-fried bones. (it helps that the fish chef is the husband of one of the servers; I think he gets a lecture when our order goes in.) I don't really go in for lobster, but the noodles with it are very good. I'm happy as long as I get my snowpea shoots. The duck is variable; I think it helps if you order a whole one. The times we've order a half the duck seems more tired somehow. We can loan you Nick's mom for consulting next time ;-) _k
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I happily consumed nearly a whole plate of dau miu at Mark's Duck house, and nibbled a bit on everyone else's food... lobster on noodles (mmm, noodles) and a hot pot with rice. I didn't get any of the whole fish, but did steal some veggies off the plate. It's been a year, and most of the staff has stayed the same, and the new owners seem very nice.
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It's clear the economy is causing people to go out less; I haven't had to wait for a table here any time in the last several months. But Enzo is still turning out some fantastic dishes, and the staff is still gracious and friendly. Always a really pleasant family dinner. If you live out that ways, you should definitely go.
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I would think "best" is an indicator of consistent happiness as one leaves. It's going to be different for everyone. For example, I'd say Hana Market (a tiny corner japanese store) is the "best" for me, because I can walk there and back and I never get a migraine like I do in large stores.
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Transfer sheets imprinted with custom designs. For an example of ones you could order online: http://www.americanchocolatedesigns.com/ I took a class Artisan Confections and got to make my own transfer sheet, by painting colored cocoa butter on blank sheets. It was a lot of fun! But much like other painting, sometimes it's surprising what colors and designs work and which don't.
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Not really a secret: they will substitute an extra order of fries for the slaw. Yes, the fries some days are eh, but some days they are really good, and I've never met a slaw I liked. So two orders of fries it is. I usually like the sides more at Super Chicken (mmm, fried yucca!), but overall I prefer EPR.
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warm apple-pie empanadas. or: applepiecookies! applepiecookies! as nick referred to them. oops, all gone...
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First dinner: Pecan sticky buns Swedish heirloom cookies chocolate-mint brownie bars brown sugar cookies pie crust peanut butter bars more sticky buns apple pie i then finished making the gravy and left for the other dinner, where i had rare rib roast, mashed potatoes, broccoli, and apple pie. two kinds.
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We ventured out in the snow for groceries, only to discover when we got home that *someone* forgot butter. Nick had decided it was to be a mac n cheese night, and somehow I volunteered to venture out in search of butter. This is actually a problem when one is at 9th and V, and it is snowing out. Neither CVS nor 7-11 had butter. The 11-mart, tucked down a dark part of 11th, redolent with the smell of bleach and damp, had a shrink-wrapped pack of 9 lbs of butter tuck way back in the back of the cheese shelf. I was not walking to columbia heights *or* P street for butter. It was cold. I grabbed a lb of indeterminate butter, put it in the bullet-proof tray with a 5-spot on top, and watched it whirl away from me and towards the cashier. On the way home I trudged past oohs and aahs, and stuck my head in. Every experiment needs a control, right? A quart of their mac n cheese obtained, I went home. We had a *lot* of mac n cheese last night: some traditional soul food, some with sharp cheddar and Gruyère. Both good.
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I went to the Cluziel retail store in NYC and did a fair bit of sampling, and while I can say that the chocolate was technically very very good, for me it was, shall we say... too good. The chocolate was very very pure, and very smooth, and as a result was not at all complex on the palate. It was like just hitting one key on an exquisite piano. Give me Andelman chocolate any day of the week over the Cluizel.
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There were about 10 or more different types of miso; I'm afraid that I know nothing about miso so the dizzying array was somewhat overwhelming. The owner patiently attempted to describe the differences between them, and I ended up with a red aji dashi miso from marukome, since I wanted it for soup base. I'd suggest calling and asking if they have what you want, unless you're close enough to just wander in and browse. It's definitely worth the browse, I swear!
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I've certainly not seen another, but I don't get out much. Thus, I only noticed this shop now, a month later. This is an adorable shop, and only a few blocks away from where I live. There is a whole glowing shelf of pocky! I was in a hurry, but I still managed to quickly fill my arms with stuff to bring home, and am plotting my next visit. I have a thing for noodles, you see, and now that sushi taro is going upscale I doubt I'm going to get my ramen or udon there once they re-open. Please visit this market! I want them to succeed very badly. (Although on yelp, someone did point out that while opening a store in a recession is not a great idea, they are selling *ramen*, which should sustain us through lean times.) Spices, seasonings, pastes, seaweed, tofu, fish, sauces, noodles, buns, icce cream, mochi, cookies, drinks, and much more.
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Ok, I have no idea why I never had the pain perdu at Lousiana Express, but I didn't. I got stuck on the breakfast po'boy, and that's just what I would have for brunch. And thus it went at Lousiana Kitchen, until I ended up going twice in one weekend, and just didn't want the po'boy again. OMG. The french toast is chunks of baguette, drowned in eggy goodness, and then *deep fried*. It's kind of like a beignet on steroids. I'm afraid to go back. Thank god they don't serve it for dinner.
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If you spend any time just watching the door of Sweet Mango, there's a constant stream of humanity continually passing through: school kids, EMT workers, policemen, construction workers, loiterers, parents- pretty much the entire neighborhood of Petworth, it seems. Most of them are getting takeout, though there is a nice roof area upstairs. The smoker starts up early in the morning, blowing the sweet smell of jerk chicken over the streets at a constant rate. The jerk doesn't have a searing heat, but it does have a really nice complex flavour. They don't only have jerk chicken, of course; there is brown stew, and curry chicken, and oxtail and goat sometimes. The beef and chicken patties aren't made on site, but they're darn tasty. The meals come with a huge portion of rice and beans, with cabbage and veggies on one side. It's incredibly filling food, and amazingly affordable. Oh, and for people looking for an interesting variety of root drinks, they have those- some home-made, some not, and other things like sea moss. Nick and I went and stuffed ourselves silly last night.
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the obama versus the mccain burger was totally rigged; regardless of politics, the only thing to do was go for the 10oz southwestern burger with spicy peppers. honestly, they'd do well to keep that burger around. And the service is always good, but it's worth a mention. very friendly, and always happy to do a refill.
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I don't get it. I mean, they smell great, and look great, and all the employees are upbeat and perky and pretty and Very Serious About The Cupcakes... but the cupcakes are pretty darn uninspiring. the lime/coconut was inedible. The coffee one had good frosting (I don't like frosting) but dry cake. I had a bite and set it aside. The vegan peanut butter ... was probably the best of the bunch. The carrot one was merely ok. At $3 a pop, I'm going to try throwing blandishments at porcupine instead, if I find myself in dire need of a cupcake.
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I'd say you should try vienna sometime, then. it isn't sparkling fresh like seven corners (one room, all tables, slightly dingy), but they are still cheerful and kid-friendly. And last I tried, the food was much better. I am particularly fond of the veggie-"beef" stew, which they don't even have on the menu at seven corners. I've never found the fried chicken to taste like chicken, but it's always been compelling for me. Still, the faux-meat theme just doesn't work for some people. I've never been able to drink soy milk, much as I'd intellectually like to...
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You don't mention which location you went to. I've found seven corners doesn't really make me happy like vienna used to, but since my friend lives a few blocks away from seven corners I haven't made it out to vienna in a year.