When a lab rat discovers that he can receive a tasty food pellet by pressing a certain pattern of buttons, he’ll continue pressing those same buttons even when the food pellets start being distributed at random. Or he’ll do cute little paw motions depending on what he thinks might have worked in the past. This is superstition at its finest and it is the key to understanding why I keep on going back to My Bothers Place in Capitol Hill. Like our lab rats, I return each time with hope renewed despite objective criteria.
My conditioning process was complete and thorough. I had three good meals there back to back last year- a great burger, some fabulously tangy chicken wings piled high, and a sandwich of some delectable description. The beer and the service were good, the d