• 09Mar

    logo_van.jpgYou can tell we’re just getting caught up on all things DC related, as we neglected to post about this:
    Tonight is Dining Out For Life, where your dining dollars will benefit the fantastic Food & Friends organization. Go here for a list of participating restaurants, then go out and have a good diner, knowing you’re lining the pockets of someone other than the restauranteurs. And let us know where you went and how the food was.

  • 09Mar

    wifizonelogo.gifIt came to my attention yesterday that we’ve been neglecting our list of great places to get coffee with wi-fi. Updates are forthcoming, but before we do so, we’d like to know what other places you know of with wireless (free or pay) in the DC area. Please add any suggestions either in the comments in this post or email us at dcfud.writers@gmail.com.

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  • 09Mar

    Brickskeller.jpgSomehow, in all our postings, DCFUD has neglected the best place drinking in DC: The Brickskeller. I’d say I’m unsure how we missed posting about The Brickskeller, but I’m fairly certain I know why. Everyone reading DCFUD knows about Brickskeller. In fact, everyone who has ever lived in NW DC knows about Brickskeller. It’s the pub/restaurant (whith a heavy emphasis on pub) up on 22nd that holds the Guinness world record for most beers. And it’s a great place to go when you want to have several very good and very large beers.
    Brickskeller is an institution, but it’s not quite like the normal drinking places in D.C. You don’t generally go to Brickskeller for a drink. It’s not akin to Mackey’s or Sign of the Whale. In general, when you go to the Brickskeller, you’re going for a night of drinking. You may say you’re going for just one drink, but in four years of going, I’ve never succeed in ordering just one beer. Once you end up at the Brickskeller, you’re not leaving until a) you’ve tried at least two beers you’ve never had before, b) you’re worried about missing the last metro out, or c) they’re closing the bar and threatening to chuck you next door into the Fireplace unless you pay your very large bar bill. In fact, my three largest bar bills (one of which topped $600, although it was on a company cc and involved 14 of us) have occured at Brickskeller.
    So why do you go to Brickskeller? Two reasons:
    1) The Beer. They really do have some of the best beer in the city. Check out zaf’s favorite, the Dogfish Head Rasion D’etre, my new favorite, Schneider & Sohn Aventinus, or one of the hundreds of Mexican, Belgian, Chinese, Italian, Russian, or about eighteen other country’s beers. Drink and be merry.
    2) The Waitresses. I’m not sure how they do it, and it really can’t be legal, but the Brickskeller has the most attractive waitresses in town. They are all very cute and they all know it, which makes spending $75 for beers for three people siginificantly less painful. Order a Dunkelweiss and you’ll understand why.
    So, next time you’re looking for a real night of drinking — no happy hours here — head to the Brickskeller. It’s a place to catch up with friends, have a couple of beers, and wander out at 3 a.m. wondering what the heck the Scandinavians put in their beer to make them worth $8.50 a bottle…and you’ll always go back.
    The Brickskeller Dining House and Down Home Saloon
    1523 22nd St, NW
    Washington, DC 20037
    Image blatently borrowed from beerblog.motime.com.

  • 07Mar

    splenda1.jpgSplenda has long been a mainstay on this blog for its humorous lawsuits and creepy medical effects. But what about Spenda, the Puppy Killer?
    A number of sources have published undercover findings on the infamous ‘Huntingdon Life Sciences’ product testing company. If your’re an enviro-type, you might recognize the name from older allegations that staff there were incompetent, unnecessarily cruel, and drunk. Anyway, current rumors are that early testing of Splenda killed 12,800 animals including a whole lot of adorable puppies and monkeys, who apparently weren’t so adorable by the time they’d been force-fed Splenda and then… well, you know.
    If you really want some of the gory details, here are a couple hippie sites trafficking in moral outrage. I warn, this really isn’t for anyone who’s just eaten. Or is about to eat. Or ever wants to eat again:
    World Vegan News
    An anti-Huntingdon page
    Inside HLS. They don’t dig it, apparently
    So all you people claiming that Splenda should not be used by the public until its effects were fully known, this is all your fault.

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  • 06Mar

    egghot.jpgMeat! It’s juicy and good! Meat! It’s yummy and thick! Meat! It’s meaty!
    But that not withstanding, it is possible for vegetarian food to be great. No really! Otherwise, the entire southern half of India would starve. Alright, poor taste there, but seriously, it exists, and The Vegetable Garden in White Flint proves it. It’s vegan and it’s good
    Not only is the menu at this place longer than a really really long line of sausages…all lined up, but the people are so unbelievably friendly that you’ll wish you were related. For appetizers I tried the cilantro roll, a mix of tofu, black mushrooms, and, yes, cilantro, and ex-fudder snh got the crispy black mushrooms. Imagine the crunchiest, sweetest General Tso’s you’ve ever had, but with musky strips of fungus instead of gooey poultry parts.
    For mains, there was tofu disguised as duck with crunchy greens, and a hot-pot of silky eggplant with chunks of ginger and basel. I tried the smooth sweet potato pie for desert, snh had rhubarb. Both were perfect, but admittedly it’s a lot easier to make those vegan than the chocolate mousse pie (made with soft tofu).
    I practically rolled out of here confident that my culinary karma was at least momentarily safe. The Vegetable Garden advertises as vegetarian, vegan, organic, and macrobiotic. So if macrobiot is on your diet, this is the place for you.
    The Vegetable Garden
    11618 Rockville Pike
    301 468 9301

  • 03Mar

    f-Lindy.jpgWho has not tasted the salty anticlimax of an appetite unfulfilled? General consensus would answer this question with ‘the loyal clients of Lindy’s Red Lion’ in Foggy Bottom. But is it true? I ventured to test the hypothesis with an afternoon burger.
    The bar and upstairs has the usual ‘best burger’ propaganda and signed photos that are required by law at all burger joints, and the chairs and tables are reassuringly cramped. In fact, it has all the hallmarks of a great food find: sprawls of yuppies toasting the weekend with cheap beer, tough world-hardened waitresses, and highschoolers from Minnesota who have wandered in by mistake.
    What it doesn’t have is good burgers. When my defeated-looking basket arrived, the tiny meat patty reminded me of the Midwestern highschoolers, cold, thin, and greasy. The dusty sponge of a bun flopped limply on the side, and my guacamole had been forgotten by an overworked kitchen.
    Now, it’s true that I was hungry as only great expectations can make you. So imagine my unhappiness when on top of taste issue, I then spent the next half hour at a Starbucks table trying not to be ill. Man, I leave the city for one year and look what happens.

  • 28Feb

    kabobs.jpgSince moving to Arlington, I haven’t ventured downtown all that often to dine as of late (something about the suburbs; I can see all you city-dwellers shaking your heads as I speak). Luckily, my neighborhood and the surrounding area have given me a few delicious options of their own to tide me over until I get more ambitious (and to be honest, a little less broke). Some successful meals as of late have been at:
    Delhi Club: This tiny Indian place right across from the Clarendon is quickly becoming a favorite. Mid-priced, with generous helpings of naan and a nice selection of appetizers and vegetarian options, my only complaint is attempting to get a seat in the intimate space on a Friday night can prove impossible, depending on your timing. So far, I’ve had success with the chicken tikka, butter chicken (a standard offering, but Delhi does it well), saag gosht with lamb (a spicy, spinach-infused dish), and rarah gosht (what can I say; I’m a sucker for anything with lamb, even lamb cooked with lamb). The samosas were fine, but nothing unusual. Next on my things-to-try: some of their paneer dishes.
    Ravi Kabob: I visited this hole-in-the-wall Pakistani place first over a year ago, after two friends and I miraculously stumbled on it after just knowing it was “in a shopping center in Northern Virginia.” Hadn’t been back again until last week, though this was by circumstance rather than choice, and the place is even better than I remembered. The seating isn’t much more than what a take-out place offers, but the food is the real deal. I’d heard about it from a Pakistani friend-of-a-friend, and when I mentioned the place to a coworker whose husband is from the region, her eyes lit up, so perhaps that’s a testament for authenticity – it’s been my only foray into Pakistani food, so I lack a basis for comparison. Lamb kabobs, mixed kabobs, beef tikka – all are amazing, and come with generous sides of rice, salad and chickpeas (make sure you get a nice helping of the yogurt dipping sauce). I haven’t tasted anything there that wasn’t assertive, filling and satisfying. While friends of mine will swear by the mango lassi, I experimented with the pink tea, topped with pistachios. It’s a creamy, decent dessert drink, but I wouldn’t order it with a meal again (and the server’s skepticism when I did should have been a clue). Most dishes are under $12, and many are for even less, so you’re getting quite a bit for your money here.
    Café Asia: I’m always on the lookout for a good happy hour, and this place fits the bill – cheap beer, and even more importantly, $1 pieces of sushi. I never manage to escape this place, however, without dropping quite a bit of money – maybe it’s the fancy cocktails (loved the mojito, as well as a pink-colored drink, the name of which escapes me), or the varied selection of main courses, and the need to get some sushi to start…ok, clearly there are a lot of reasons why I’m going broke here. I’m not a sushi connoisseur, so my opinion here is somewhat suspect, but I’m a fan of the place’s rolls and daily specials. And the shrimp and roasted pork Singapore noodles (distinctive for their generous shot of curry) are a favorite.
    Delhi Club
    1135 N. Highland Street,
    Arlington, VA 22201

    Ravi Kabob
    305 N Glebe Rd
    Arlington, VA

    Café Asia
    1550 Wilson Blvd
    Arlington, VA

  • 28Feb

    forks.gifYou’re used to sticking them in your mouth, now put them around your neck. Yep, I’m talking about cutlery jewelry. You’ve seen them at all the cheesy middle-school-art-teacher boutiques…and on late 90’s alternative singers. And hippies. But now humans can have them too. This means the next time you’re stuck with a huge plate of fois gras, truffles, and caviar without a spoon, you know where to reach.

    Or, if braceletes are more your thing,
    http://spoonman.com/nbr413e.htm
    413e.jpg

    Or how about…
    301a.jpg
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  • 22Feb

    content_cook.jpgIt’s a sobering moment when you realize that no matter how extreme your sauté, how crazy your roasting, and how freaky your flambé, you will never be as hardcore as PEOPLE WHO COOK WITH AN ACTIVE VOLCANO.
    As the undisputed bungi jump, sky dive, and parasail of all cooking methods, it’s probably understandable that Volcano Cookery has not yet made it to DC. First off, it helps to be Maori, on New Zealand’s North Island. The thermal activity comes off the Pacific Plate (the same plate we’re hoping claims California before ‘fusion sushi’ invades the rest of the country). This leaves us with some really steamy ground.
    Method 1: A flaming pit. Dig a pit. For us wusses without hot dirt, filling it with hot volcanic stones will do. Then line it with cabbage or watercress, put your sweet potatoes in, cover it with mutton cloth (?) and flax (??) and shovel the dirt back over. In three hours you’ll have yourself some earthy barbeque.
    Method 2: Boiling mud. No really. All this volcanic activity should have left pools of it, along with geysers, bubbling mineral water, and all kinds of other hot wet stuff. Find a closely woven basket for your sweet potatoes, tie a string to it, and throw the whole thing into the crater for ‘the time it takes to sing three songs’.
    Method 3: A stove. Peel and grate three large sweet potatoes. Mix with 1 cup of sugar and lightly press it into a shallow, greased baking dish. Bake the whole thing for 1 hour at 350 degrees, let it cool, slice, and serve with cream.
    Your choice.

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  • 20Feb

    zagat.gifZagat’s is running their annual write-in survey for DC/Baltimore again. If you are not familiar with their little red restaurant guidebooks – and which planet have you been living on? – this dining series is compiled from readers filling out an online survey rating the restaurants they eat at. Then the editors put together catchy little reviews. Last year’s had over 6,000 participants, including yours truly, covering 923 local restaurants. Love it or hate it you can’t simply ignore Zagat’s influence, as proved by the Zagat rating posed proudly in the windows of high rated places around town
    The survey is easy and quick to do, with space to write-in restaurants that aren’t already listed. The payoff is a free copy of the guide sent to you when it comes out. Yup, free. Go to
    http://www.zagat.com/
    Look on the middle left for Vote, Active Surveys, and click on Washington DC,/Baltimore. You will have to sign in, give them a little info so they know where to send the guide when it comes out, vote, and that’s it. The closing date is March 12, 2006.
    You can also tell Zagats other cities you’re familiar with and get notified when their surveys are happening. I participate the NY and South Florida surveys since I am there often enough to be familiar with their restaurant scene — and I get the free guides for those too.
    Thanks guest blogger, MHF!

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