Cupcake fez
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On Friday afternoon, a friend announced on Twitter that she’d had a bad day and wanted a margarita. Within 10 minutes, we had plans to meet up for post-work margaritas and fajitas, followed by a trip downtown to catch She-Ha at the Improv. So we finished our dinner and headed into town, in a TT with the top down, no less, on a perfect late-summer night. Upon arriving at the Improv, however, we discovered that there was only one ticket left for She-Ha, which did not suit the two of us.

“You could go without me- I’m happy to go home and eat ice cream,” my friend said.

“Don’t be silly! We can go OUT and eat ice cream.”

So we started to head back to the car, when my friend said, “You know, Hello Cupcake is near here, how late do you suppose it’s open?”

A quick check of their website (thanks, iPhone!) told us that cupcakes would await us for one hour, so we strolled up to investigate that which we’d heard so much about.

Having secured cupcakes and milk, we settled in at an outside table, only to hear a 6-piece, New Orleans-style brass band playing “When the Saints Go Marching In” across the street, in front of the Krispy Kreme. As we sat there, enjoying our cupcakes and the music, an older couple with their adorable little dog arrived. The man sat outside with the dog while the woman went inside for cupcakes, and another man arrived with his adorable little son, who was fascinated by the adorable little dog.

Between the perfect weather, the cupcakes, the brass band, and the general joy of a-boy-and-someone-else’s-dog, it was probably the best possible way my evening could have worked out, and I couldn’t help but sit there and think about how much I love DC.

Tiffany Bridge

Tiffany Baxendell Bridge is an Internet enthusiast and an incurable smartass. When not heckling the neighborhood political scene on Twitter, she can be found goofing off with her ukulele, Bollywood dancing, or obsessing about cult TV. She is That Woman With the Baby In the Bar.

Tiffany lives in Brookland with her husband Tom, son Charlie, and two high-maintenance cats. Read why Tiffany loves DC.