i’ve been trying to get back into a groove.
i’m not really sure what that means. if anybody has any advice on how to find a groove, what it looks like, or if grooves vary, depending on what you’re looking for, please comment. also, is it a physical thing? or metaphysical? or simply pathological & psychological (the search, that is)? [how many more -icals can you think of?]
it’s restaurant week in wdc – luckily, i learned of it early enough this year that i made reservations at restaurants a month ago. clever of me, i know. this year i visited:
seasons – in the four seasons hotel on pennsylvania ave, nw. it was okay – i was mostly surprised by the quality of the food and the normally exorbitant price of it. honestly, the food was probably worth the $30.07 (for a 3-course meal), & some could argue that what we ate was a good deal, but it was really disappointing. i guess i see restaurant week as an opportunity to try a place that i haven’t been to yet, but have either wanted to try, or wouldn’t try otherwise. it’s an opportunity for a restaurant to bait me & make me their most frequent & beloved guest. either way, i wouldn’t pay full price for a meal there, although we did have a kick-ass bottle of wine, which really kind of sank the bill. speaking of wine, i thought it was interesting that a restaurant that normally charges around $20 for appetizers and ~$40 for an entree would have wait staff that didn’t really know anything about their wine list beyond what their customers seem to like.
teatro goldoni – i was supposed to go, but ended up canceling due to illness and a quickly depleting bank account (refer to kick ass wine above).
dish – this was an interesting little hotel restaurant located at the river inn in foggy bottom. i think the most intriguing thing about this place was the large split photograph that they have of a velvety looking beautiful chocolate laborador. yes, that’s right. a dog. great dog photo, but maybe a little odd as the center piece of a small 20 something table upscale restaurant? i don’t know. my dining companions found it entirely unacceptable, but when i prodded for more information to compel me to see their position, they stammered on the simple, “it’s weird.” i like dogs, & if you dine with my family, you might find a dog sitting in the chair next to you. hey… whatever makes people happy, right? oh, two dining mates ordered venison that came with sweet breads that i became the happy recipient of – the sweet breads were good, but a bit heavy on the garlicky side of life – which makes me personally happy.
vidalia – yummy. pleasing. the most options out of any other restaurant & high quality. i had the pecan tart for dessert & one of my dining companions conceded very quickly that “i won” the ordering game, at least for dessert.
i feel like my restaurant commentary is sounding a bit cantankerous. i just watched the latest netflix delivery, the last kiss.
i feel grumpy now. & oddly committed. but i’m on the treadmill these days – you shouldn’t believe anything i say.
anyhow, this post is dedicated to the single voice out there who complained about bloggers who start blogs but then abandon them (& used me & bgg as an example). the nice thing about blogs is this: as long as you can eventually remember the golden key (the password, in this case) you can blog today, tomorrow, or be silent until… now.
