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Hot Ticket: Potty Mouth @ DC9, 1/8/14

Potty Mouth (photo courtesy of Big Hassle)

Potty Mouth (photo courtesy of Big Hassle)

Hailing from North Hampton, Mass., punk quartet Potty Mouth visits DC to perform at DC9 on Wednesday, Jan. 8. The young band of women includes Abby Weems on vocals and rhythm guitar, Ally Einbinder on bass, Phoebe Harris on lead guitar and Victoria Mandanas on drums.

The ladies took a few minutes out of their touring schedule to answer a few questions for We Love DC via email.

Mickey: There have been a rush of young bands today embracing psychedelic or folk tendencies. Against this backdrop, Potty Mouth seems pretty refreshing with its guitar-driven punk melodies. Do you feel like you’re doing something different than your peers in your style of music?

Abby: I don’t think we’re doing anything that different than our peers. We were conceived out of an area with a lot of musical background, especially with punk elements, that it feels natural to be playing the way we do.

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Weekend Flashback

Weekend Flashback: 1/03-1/05

First Weekend Flashback of the new year! And what an interesting weekend it’s been. Snow/ice, then freezing cold, then kinda warm only to plunge back into freezing cold; come on Mother Nature, make up your mind. I know from Friday, standing on Metro platforms in these temps can get painful, so stay warm and try not to go outside unless you have to.

Despite the tough weather (or maybe because of it), our intrepid photo contributors got out and about this weekend. They certainly have provided some excellent sights to see; particularly wolfkann’s photo above, which has a brief but sad story with it. Get yourself a hot beverage and spend some time looking through the photos; it’ll be time well spent. Continue reading

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How to Dress for the Cold Snap: Advice from Northerners

With the latest blast from the Arctic slated for DC tomorrow night – and forecast to bring single digit temperatures and below-zero wind chills – I thought to myself: how the hell do you dress for that level of cold? I grew up in the Central Valley of California; we didn’t spend a whole lot of time below 32°F, let alone down below zero with the wind chill. My mother’s family, though, grew up on the shores of Lake Superior, and some of them have ventured further north into Alberta, Canada. My uncle would regularly work in Fort McMurray, Alberta, four hours north of Edmonton at 56 degrees north latitude.

I asked them to help us stay warm this week, and they came back with the following:

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Friday Happy Hour: Malört at Bar Pilar

Even if you don’t know what it is, you probably already hate malört. It is the most bitter, disgusting, offensive thing I have ever tasted in my life. But you can bet that if I see a bottle behind the bar, the night’s going to end sipping that stuff out of a rocks glass. Malört is near impossible to find outside of Chicago, but there it’s an institution (full disclosure: I’ve never been to Chicago). Practically every bar has a bottle of Jeppson’s brand tucked away somewhere. Lose a bet? Want to impress your friends? Winding down the night? You’re likely drinking malört. I don’t know how it started, I don’t know why people do it, but they do.

Outside of Chicago, malört is much harder to come by. It’s far more common in Scandinavia where this style of liquor originated. Italians have their bitter amari, Deutschland has its herbal kräuterlikör, but they’ve got nothing on the bracingly bitter digestivi that come from the land of ice and snow. It’s no surprise then that bäsk, this wormwood-infused style of liquor, is so intensely bitter when you think of where it comes from. Take a shot of this before you leave the house and those harsh Baltic winds won’t seem that bad. It works great on a snowy day in DC, too. Continue reading

We Love Weekends

We Love Weekends Jan 3-5

Patrick: Kicking my weekend off by getting a new hairdo for 2014, for that I go to my trusted friend Brenna over in Cleveland Park. Saturday night I’m reviewing No Rule’s Late: A Cowboy Song. After that I’m going to keep it pretty low key- because sometimes you need holiday from the Holidays. If you are looking for something to do may I suggest Arena’s Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner? It closes on Sunday so it’ll be your last chance to catch a former Cosby Show star live in-person!

Rachel: Surprise, surprise (can you sense the sarcasm?) … this weekend will be one filled with music. I can think of no better way to start 2014 than playing music along side some of my favorite people in the entire world. I’ll be at Ebenezers Coffeehouse this Friday as part of The 9 Songwriter Series and plan to debut three new songs. There’ll be some awesome collaboration going down as part of this show so it’s definitely one you don’t want to miss. Doors open at 7 p.m. and tickets are $10. Saturday, I’ll begin the story-boarding process for my first official music video which is something I’ve been dreaming of doing for years. That’ll be out sometime in the next few months, can’t wait to share it! Then Sunday, I’ve got rehearsal with the MetroSongs Orchestra for our show on Monday (1/6) at Iota in Arlington. That show starts at 8 p.m. and tickets are $10. After rehearsal for that show, I’ll be connecting with my good friend Brittany Jean to shoot DIY video of a new song we co-wrote for my YouTube channel. Long story short — I’m busy, busy, busy and I love, love, love it.

Esther: after two non-stop weeks of celebrating the holidays, I need a break!  This weekend is going to be cold and I’m still nursing the mother of all hangovers so I’m planning on laying low, lounging around my house in my new Christmas jammies and snowman slippers.  No worries, though, I still plan on celebrating the wonder that is DC from the comfort of my couch.  I plan on starting my weekend with a movie marathon of three of the greatest Washington DC movies ever made.  Starting with the classic Mr. Smith Goes to Washington (with a dreamy, young Jimmy Stewart), followed by All the President’s Men (with an even dreamier, young Robert Redford), and followed by the dreamiest, young Robert Downy, Jr. in Chances Are.  No movie night is complete without popcorn, which will be supplied by none other than Popped! Republic, Washington DC’s first official popcorn company whose caramel-y truck wanders the streets of DC Monday through Friday, but can usually be found at Farragut Square.  Saturday, after a day of putting away the holiday decorations, I’m going to be famished, but as I’m staying in this weekend, I’m planning on ordering the best take-out Washington DC has to offer.  The Greek Spot, located at 2017 11th St NW (between U St and V St), is rumored to have the best take out in DC and, even better, can be ordered online.  Sunday evening will find me in my Washington Wizards t-shirt and yoga pants, glued to my radio (the FAN FM 106.7), listening to the Wizards beat the Golden State out of the Warriors.  And when they do, I will celebrate with a homemade Washington DC cocktail, courtesy of my friend Julie, who gave me a set of Capitol Cocktails recipe cards for Christmas.  Featuring 62 cocktails created by 24 of DC’s leading bartenders, I plan on spending my 2014 imbibing the best DC has to offer both at home and around town.  Cheers, DC.  Everybody drink!

Tiffany: This is it. The end of maternity leave. I go back to work Monday, so Friday is going to involve a dry run of getting up in the morning to take the Bridgelet to daycare. To distract me from the fact that (loving, qualified, background-checked) strangers are caring for my baby, it’ll be time to see a movie (matinee of the new Hobbit, probably) and go out for a grown-up lunch, perhaps somewhere on Barracks Row that’s too small for a stroller. This weekend, in between marathon snuggling sessions, you may see us at Union Market- Trickling Springs chocolate ice cream may be required to get me through this week- or attending meet’n’greet events for local political candidates. Community engagement starts early in the Bridge house.

Paul: Whoops, already shirking one of my resolutions for the new year. So much for being more organized! I’ve been so caught up with tying up loose ends from 2013 on top of surviving all the holiday shenanigans that I forgot to plan a single thing for this weekend. That’s okay, I am working every night, after all, and most likely every day too. New cocktail menu means new problems, so it’s going to be a weekend full of lots of work and desperate attempts to find inspiration (yes, I’ve already listened to Goodbye Horses two dozen times today). But all the hard work and countless failed experiments will be worth it because I might FINALLY get a drink on a menu. This is a big deal for bartenders, to have an original on the menu. It’s like getting your first book published or selling your first piece of artwork. It means you don’t suck at what you’ve been pouring your heart and soul into for so long. I know it’s going to be dreadfully slow behind the stick all weekend, but I will harbor no resentment for those who don’t come out to visit if and only if it’s because they’re at the Elvis’ Birthday Fight Club in Columbia Heights. Is that not one of the most beautiful phrases in the English language? Sorry Tolkien, “cellar door” just ain’t gonna cut it anymore. Hopefully I’ll be able to get out and play a little bit. I have a long, long laundry list of new and old bars to check out in 2014. It’s going to be a fun [wet] year.

Rebecca: My beloved Missouri Tigers are playing OSU in the Cotton Bowl Friday, so I’ve got a crew headed to Maddy’s Taproom – the official Mizzou watch bar – to watch the game, drink awesome bars and break our New Year’s dietary resolutions. Post game we’ll likely head to some spot along 14th Street to continue celebrations. Saturday I look to finish up my exploration of the American Art Museum of which I managed only half of last week. Post museum I’ll head to Graffiato to replenish my energy with lots of carbs. Last week I headed out in the freezing, pouring rain for my first visit to the Palisades Farmer’s Market, which was AMAZING. I’ll head back there Sunday to pick up some high quality meats, cheeses, seafood, eggs and produce.

Tom: I’m trying to make the first weekend of 2014 about setting trends for the year, and that’s going to mean getting my ducks in a row. First up is getting my bikes serviced, and that means a trip down to BicycleSpace to make sure I’m ready for the roads when I get there. Once that’s all wrapped, it’s a trip to the Container Store to get my office ready for 2014. I’m reclaiming my space this year and making that a functional place for me to work. This year is going to be about change, on so many levels, that getting a space ready that’s flexible is my clear goal.

Don: Assuming we survive the cold – single digit wind chill? What is this, winter?? – we’ve got a somewhat low-key but exciting weekend coming up. Saturday we’ll be picking up a young dog we’re going to foster for a while out in the boonies Chantilly and that’s got the potential to pretty much take over the weekend, depending. Before that we’re entertaining some out-of-town guests which always means an opportunity for some dining adventure. What will it be? Tom teased me today with tales of Boundary Stone’s mac & cheese with half-smoke pieces in it, which for my money sounds way better that the now ubiquitous trend of lobster mac&cheese, so that’s a contender. My darling wife and I were blown away by our first visit to The Red Hen last month, but I don’t think I have the kind of pull that gets a short-turnaround reservation there on a Friday night. Or perhaps it’ll just be pizza, of which there are half a dozen places we love.

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My DC in 2013: Jenn

If 2012 was the year of upheaval, then 2013 was the year of recovery. I had a seemingly simple goal: to take time to pause, reflect, and allow my body to heal after a traumatic experience of complete heart block and two operations. I sold my house in Logan Circle, and moved temporarily to Petworth, hiding away in a Batgirl Cave on a street where sweet kids played on their bikes and friendly neighbors cooked out on the sidewalks. It felt like another city, one of families, far away from my usual frantic mid-city pace.

It felt like exile, too.

I’d lived in the same house for twelve years. It seems a luxury in urban living to have had the same address for that long. Then there I was, holding the splintered remains of my former life, feeling raw and broken and alone. Only I wasn’t. My city was still there for me. Eventually I would leave my little sanctuary and move back to Shaw, able to walk by my old house without flinching, happy it was loved by someone new. My mind can now be filled with snapshots of my DC in 2013: of a sunny patio, an audience’s gasp, passionate conversations, and much happiness over friends’ successes. Art, cocktails, and coffee. A lot of coffee. And late nights. Too much, probably, for someone struggling with major arrhythmia. For every moment I tried to rest and heal, I also pushed my body to deny it had failed.

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My DC in 2013: Ben

In a few short hours, 2013 will end and another year in this city begins.

When Jenn asked me to pen this story a few weeks ago, I wasn’t exactly sure how to approach it. I considered a monthly perspective, then a “best of” format. Perhaps a look at a list of the site’s best offerings from our talented writing pool? Or maybe a review in photos (and steal Mosley’s thunder)?

In the end, I figured I’d do what I do best: sit down, put fingers to keyboard, and reflect. Because in the end, this was a year of reflection for me. I’m not even sure this collection of rambling will make sense to most, but it’s better than nothing, right?

Don’t get me wrong; this was a good year for me overall, if you look at the positives overwhelming the negatives. But looming large over me for a good part of the year has been that of a directional “where do I go now?” struggle that is beginning to resolve as 2014 dawns. Continue reading

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My DC in 2013: Rachel

Photo by Emma Beck

When my dad, dog, and grandmothers all passed away in 2009 the world I knew was shattered. We lost my dad and childhood dog Coco that January and my grandmothers that summer. Somehow, in between the chaos, I managed to graduate from American University with a B.A. in print journalism and a minor in music. But the completion of that journey wasn’t a source of pride at the time. The good news is – the haze of it all settled after few years and We Love DC, honestly and truly, helped bring me out of my existential funk.

Here we are now on the last day of 2013. To me, New Year’s Eve has been a bittersweet holiday ever since my dad received a life-saving heart transplant on this date 14 years ago. I was 12 and in the 7th grade at the time. It’s crazy to think about how much has changed since that day. My family got just shy of nine extra years with my dad because of that transplant, and we can’t help but think of that memory each and every New Year’s Eve.

Now you’re probably thinking, “What does all of this stuff have to do with Rachel’s DC in 2013?” Not to worry, I’m getting to that. Continue reading

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My DC in 2013: Esther

At the ripe old age of still under 40, I felt like I had a mid-life crisis of sorts in 2013.  This was the year my outside frustrations and internal conflicts collided and I found myself becoming a bit cynical, bitter, and angry at things I couldn’t control and at complete strangers who I assumed were total jerks because they refuse to use their turn signal when switching lanes. Mid-year, it began to dawn on me that I was becoming the very person I was used to showing the middle finger to, and that scared me. I didn’t like being “that” person and I began taking steps to change. As 2013 comes to an end, I am pleased to announce that my mid-life crisis has ebbed and I am on the road to an existential recovery.  And DC itself has been a great therapist in helping me sort out my personal predicaments and move forward towards a more positive me.

I spent the first three months of 2013 outside of DC. I had been cast in two shows at a theatre in a different city and was very excited to leave the winter weather, the hustle and bustle of the beltway, and enjoy some time in a place where the weather was warm and the pace of life a lot slower. And to be honest, I really did enjoy my time away. A break from the rat race of the District was a nice change of pace. The people I met were lovely, the food was amazing, and the lack of traffic was heavenly. But being away also helped me gain perspective on the city in which we live. Continue reading

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My DC in 2013: Paul

All of my fondest memories of 2013 have happened in a bar. Whether I was on the good side or the better side of the bar, I’ve loved every minute. I got offered three jobs (including this one!) just going out for a drink. And I took all of them, along with one more, because I want to see as much of this city as I can. Sometimes it can be exhausting and emotionally draining, and it beats the crap out of your body (what’s that, four AM yoga so my neck isn’t stiff as a board tomorrow?), but it’s the best job I’ve ever had

On bad days, tending  bar can feel a bit like lion taming–at least I wish I had a whip whenever someone orders half a dozen mojitos (back, you animals!). And I may have developed bartending-induced ADD. Continue reading

We Love Weekends

We Love Weekends Dec 27-29

Don: I’m laying mostly low this weekend, what with the exertion of having hosted people for Xmas and the impending debauchery of New Year’s. Said debauchery, as the parent of a toddler, that will probably involve dinner and then going to bed at 10pm. Sometimes local fireworks wake me up, though today’s gas leak on my street has left me a little less excite by the idea of urban kabooms. What might work for us is the NOON Year’s Eve shindig that the Yards Park is having on the 31st. Sounds like a good way for the midnight-adverse to enjoy a little community activity and still get to bed at a reasonable hour. If we just happen to get into Bluejacket for lunch, well, more the better.

Rebecca: With Christmas and New Years falling on Wednesday that means a lot more people are out of town, which for me means getting to the museums, sites, restaurants, etc. and having them ALL to my very own. Friday I will finally experience the American Art Museum where I’ll take in the historical paintings and the likes of Gertude Stein and Andy Warhol. Afterwards I’ll post up at Ping Pong Dim Sum for lunch before heading to Iron Horse to play some Big Buck Hunter. Saturday I’m off to the Lansdowne Resort for some relaxing spa action and to get out of town for a bit. Sunday museum going continues at the Phillips Collection with a stop at the Dupont Farmers Market and brunch at Kramer’s afterwards.

Paul: I don’t want to do it, but this weekend is all about recalibrating after all the holiday craziness. Everyone needs a break once in a while. I’m finally going to get my butt down to the Rumsey Aquatic Center and clock some hours in the lap pool. I’ve only lived just a few blocks away from Eastern Market for four months (shameful). Hopefully everyone’s still out of town and the pool won’t be too packed, because I don’t share lanes, I just shred ‘em (cue me gasping for breath after only half a lap). If I don’t drown myself, I’m going to put the rock wall over at Results in SE to the test. That is if my poor, little fingers can handle it. But that’s enough for this weekend. Next week I’ll tackle dieting, I’ve still got a ton of left over holiday beer, hot cocoa, mac and cheese, and chartreuse that I’ve got to finish off. Change comes gradually, after all.

Tom: This is Limbo week in DC, so I feel like much of my life is unscheduled as things wind down for the year. My plans are not ambitious, as this is one of the few quiet weeks when I can flit about unhindered by overbooking. I’ve been considering a run to Ace Beverage to find some new and unique stuff for 2014, as well a stop through the Brookland Arts Walk for some shopping. Beyond that, I intend to let the amateurs have New Years Eve, so catch me setting off some backyard fireworks (or not, if you’re a member of the law-enforcement community) to celebrate the new year.

Jenn: Having spent Christmas in bed with the flu, I’m in the throes of serious cabin fever. With my apartment littered with crumpled up tissues, it’s time to energize for the weekend. Right? Sigh. With the imminent arrival of my brother, I need to clear my addled brain and figure out entertainment options. Though I’m sure to start with some Shaw neighborhood love and show off Eat the Rich (bonus points: chowder, though really anything chef Julien Shapiro has on offer is excellent) and the rest of the my usual 7th Street circuit (see every other Jenn weekend picks entry), I’m feeling the need to branch out. Since I’m still feeling poorly, perhaps he won’t mind if we do an international soup sampler tour and hit Toki UndergroundDGS Delicatessen, and Pho Viet. I know he loves coffee, sushi, and pasta, so trips to QualiaKushi, and Iron Gate are all in order. Wine is another sibling favorite and I’m due for visits to VeritasProof, and Room 11. Since he also enjoys a good thriller, it’s off to the theater for dystopian surveillance drama Edgar & Annabel at Studio Theatre, and why not continue that theme with Damage Control: Art and Destruction at the Hirshhorn? I really want to show him a sampling of DC both new and old…so from Petworth Citizen to Ben’s Chili Bowl, it’ll be a fantastic weekend!

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We Love Arts: Gypsy

Sherri L. Edelen as Momma Rose in Signature Theatre’s production of Gypsy. Photo by Teresa Wood.

Based on the real-life memoirs of burlesque performer Gypsy Rose Lee, with book by Arthur Laurents, music by Jule Styne and lyrics by Stephen Sondheim, Gypsy has been a beloved musical of mine ever since I was 15 and was fortunate enough to be cast in a local production of it. I have seen a number of productions both on stage (including the 2003 Broadway revival with Bernadette Peters) and screen (with the 1993 film version with Bette Midler my favorite). I can honestly say that Signature Theatre‘s current production was, by far, the best one I have ever seen. It was breathtaking, rendering me speechless. Those who know me realize that is a huge feat.

Between an engaging script and two acts of captivating songs, Gypsy is more the story of Gypsy Rose Lee’s mother, Rose, than it is about her. Although the account of the famous stripper (real name: Louise) and her sister, June, is told—their history as child performers on the vaudeville circuit to June’s running away from home and Louise’s transition from novelty act to burlesque performer—it is only to highlight the journey Rose takes. The quintessential stage mother, Rose foregoes personal relationships, a stable career and home life, and financial comfort so that her children may be stars. It is only when her children and fiancé leave her, their vaudeville careers washed up, and with her life in shambles that Rose realizes all the toiling and strife done in the name of her children were really about fulfilling a dream of stardom for herself that will never come true because she was “born too early and started too late.” Continue reading

Featured Photo

Featured Photo

Winter light is some of the most dramatic of the year. It comes in from low angles casting long shadows and making everything look darker and more mysterious. Messay Shoakena did a great job capturing it with this photo. The silhouette of the gentleman in the hat (how could he not be a gentleman wearing such a great chapeau?) against the diffused yellow light of late afternoon (or early morning) is so striking. Reflections in a window, the hint of the drycleaned clothing in the back add interesting detail to the scene. Is the man inside or outside? Where is the photographer in relation? Is he there to pick up something or just happened to be passing by? Where did he get such a great hat? All these questions surround the image and we are left to come up with our own answers.

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We Love Arts: Elf

Noah Marlowe and Will Blum in Elf at the Kennedy Center

Noah Marlowe and Will Blum in Elf at the Kennedy Center. Photo credit: Amy Boyle

There is something about the holidays that brings families to the theatre. People who don’t see live theatre the other 364 days of the year seem to revel in one annual trip with the children and in-laws to see actors sing and dance to melodies rife with sleigh bells and falling snow. Although there are a number of movies about Christmas, stage options until recently were very limited. There was A Christmas Carol, Miracle on 34th Street, and White Christmas. Whether it was because repeated viewings of these shows is extremely monotonous or just because other movies leant themselves to being musicalized, Broadway has recently introduced three new shows into the holiday canon. Now families across America, in taking their annual jaunt to the theatre can also see How the Grinch Stole Christmas, A Christmas Story or Elf. For DC area residents, this year’s musical offering is the latter, based on the 2003 movie starring Will Ferrell as Buddy, a human raised as a Christmas elf who goes to New York City to meet his father, a high-powered book publisher with no holiday spirit. Although closely following the cinematic story, the musical stage version of Elf, playing at the Kennedy Center, doesn’t try to imitate the film, but provides its own take on the story and makes for a very fun family outing.

Being a fan of the film, but not wanting to just see a stage production mirroring the same thing I can see on DVD, I was pleasantly satisfied that Elf was able to keep the integrity of the plot, characters, and humor while, at the same time, giving each of those elements a fresh lift. Continue reading

Weekend Flashback

Weekend Flashback: 12/20-12/22

We are officially into Winter, even if you couldn’t tell from temps outside this weekend. Still, the oddities of the weather gave our photogs a great reason to be out and about over the last three days. So, sit back, pour yourself a slightly unhealthy amount of “adult” “eggnog,” and enjoy the hard work of our photo contributors. And I hope you have a great holiday week; whether you’re going to have a wonderful Christmas celebration or just get some days off from work, I know you’ve earned it. So, enjoy! Continue reading

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Friday Happy Hour: Champagne Cocktails

We bartenders love to talk about the drinks we loathe to make–mojitos, dirty martinis (my personal nemesis)–but we rarely talk about the drinks we really enjoy making. For every drink that makes me cringe when it’s ordered, there are a dozen that I will always volunteer to make, no matter how busy I am. These drinks never follow any rhyme or reason; sometimes it’s because they’re simple (chartreuse, splash of soda, my unyielding respect) and sometimes not so much. Not sure why, but I love to make Old Fashioneds, maybe there’s some kind of zen in taking the time to muddle the sugar cube and slowly stir the whiskey that mentally takes me out of the weeds for a precious minute. One of my all time favorite drinks to make behind the bar, for all the right reasons, is a Champagne Cocktail. It’s timeless, it’s classy, it’s quick to make, and it’s one of the sexist drinks ever. That wild effervescence from the sugar cube, that luscious pink color from the bitters, that dry, sweet taste like your mouth after you’ve just been kissed; sorry Cosmos, Slippery Nipples, and Sex On The Beach, this cool classic blows you all away.

The Champagne Cocktail is so stupidly simple I’m still surprised by just how perfect it is. Possibly the easiest cocktail recipe ever, all you need to do is fill a champagne flute, add a dash of aromatic bitters like Angostura, and drop in a sugar cube. No fancy technique, no esoteric ingredients, no chilling or stirring or shaking required. Simple, easy, tastes great, and–the best part–it’s infinitely customizable. Continue reading

We Love Weekends

We Love Weekends Dec 20-22

Don: Apparently I’ll be spending my weekend digging my summer clothes back out of storage. Upper 50s. UPPER 60S? DAMN YOU AL GORE! When I’m not wondering what warm, damp hell is this, I will be preparing for the holiday. By which I mean buying crap and preparing to sit on my lazy fat ass while my Mother-in-laws plays with That Darned Toddler and my Darling Wife and my Father-in-law prepare Christmas dinner. (Don’t you judge me; there’s simply not room for a third in that kitchen – physically or next to my FIL’s cooking standards.) The shopping – most of which I’ve completed already, thankfully – I think I’ll do at the Downtown Holiday Market. I still know some of the vendors from our days of exhibiting at Eastern Market and – oh who am I kidding, I’m only going for the fresh mini-donuts.

Tiff: Anytime you get weather in the upper 60s in December, it’s pretty much required to get out and enjoy it. For us, it’s stroller weather, which means we’ll probably take a family walk to breakfast one morning, most likely to Flip-It on Rhode Island Avenue. We’ll be packing the Bridgelet up to check out Zoolights, and possibly also the National Christmas Tree. There’s caroling in Brookland on Saturday night, so if the weather holds I’ll be sitting on the porch, possibly with a crockpot of mulled cider for the carolers. We’re spending Christmas at home this year (Holiday travel with an infant? I do not have that kind of patience) so there will no doubt be a trip to Red Apron Butcher at Union Market for ethically-raised holiday feast ingredients.

Fedward: With family arriving Monday (too soon! too soon! abort!) our weekend is about getting the house in as much order as possible.  I’ve made four trips to Annie’s Ace Hardware in the past week and a half (Tuesday night was Customer Appreciation Night – Annie baked the cake herself), so that probably means I have at least four more to make by Sunday. We’ve also got to make runs to Costco, Yes!, and probably CVS, Safeway, and Giant by the time we remember everything we forgot to put on our lists to begin with. Given the chance we’ll swing by the downtown holiday market (again) for some more last second gifts and fresh mini donuts, but we’re still coasting on our pre-Thanksgiving trip to Ace Beverage so that’s one trip we don’t have to make before guests arrive. We’ll dream about Sunday brunch at the Passenger, but it just might not be in the cards this weekend. Once everybody arrives we’ll make sure to take them to Southern Efficiency for whiskey, and then Jack Rose for whisky. Because yeah.

Paul: I’m gearing up to the celebrate the most magical day of the year this weekend. No, sorry, not Christmas, MY birthday! That’s right, on a starry night a quarter of a century ago, this young man, then only a babe, was brought into this world (and it ain’t ever been the same since!). Festivities will be light, there’s no one left in town after all, and I sort of… “technically” have to be at work on my birthday (though I am not planning on doing anything resembling work while I am there). My big treat to myself will be getting to see Owen Thomson’s best Macaulay Culkin impression at Bar Pilar’s Home Alone Comfort Food Buffet on Sunday. What’s that you say, all you can eat? Did I mention I’m a starving twenty-something? This truly is the most wonderful time of year. Happy holidays DC!

Jenn: This Saturday Southern Efficiency officially opens, the third in a row of bars helmed by Derek Brown and Angie Salame, on the street where I live. Yes, living above your favorite bars run by your favorite people is dangerous, and delightful. A small, cosy space (think Deadwood meets Southern diner) with an intensely good whiskey selection curated by JP Fetherston, Southern Efficiency is the perfect spot to expand your knowledge of American whiskies and indulge in some delicious peanut soup or kicked-up deviled eggs. With Right Proper, All Souls, Eat the Rich, Mockingbird Hill, and Southern Efficiency all within stumbling distance of my front door, my winter doesn’t look so dreary. I intend to take a long stroll over to Dupont Circle’s Fuse Pilates studio and repent for all my indulgences on the aptly-named Reformer. I might even get back on my bike given our strange weather forecast. Who am I kidding, the most exercise I’ll probably get this weekend will be dancing: salsa at Bio Ritmo’s concert at Tropicalia on Friday night, and 80s night at Black Whiskey. Ah, the best intentions.

Rebecca: It’s a chill down weekend for me with lots of time spent with good friends celebrating the holiday season. Friday I’ll be hanging out on H Street doing a little bar hopping. Will hit Little Miss Whiskey’s, Old Vic, Red Rocks and finally Rock N’ Roll Hotel to dance my face off. Saturday I’m going to the National Museum of Women in Arts to see the Workt By Hand exhibit showcasing 35 18th–20th-century quilts from the Brooklyn Museum’s renowned decorative arts collection. Saturday I’m getting dolled up to see Handel’s Messiah, a classy glass of champagne and experience high class holiday decorations at the Kennedy Center. Sunday, I’m off to Wheaton for the best dim sum in the DC area at Hollywood East Cafe.

Entertainment, We Love Arts

We Love Arts: A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum

A-Funny-Thing-Forum-STC-11-13-102The cast of Shakespeare Theatre Company’s production of A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum. Photo credit: T. Charles Erickson

In graduate school, I spent an entire semester of theatre history studying Roman comedy, as this ancient art form continues to be seen in contemporary farce today. One of my favorite musical comedies, A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum, with music and lyrics by Stephen Sondheim and book by Burt Shevelove and Larry Gelbart, is the perfect descendent of this form, since it not only utilizes 2,000-year old comedy conventions, such as puns, mistaken identity, physical humor and absurdity, but also because its plot is taken directly from three plays written by Plautus, the Roman father of farce himself.

Forum tells the ribald story of a slave named Pseudolus who attempts to win his freedom by assisting his youthful master win the heart of the beautiful courtesan next door. Using the classical elements of farce and punctuated by fun melodies with clever lyrics, Forum is such a well-written show that even the most amateur of productions can be excellent. I have, in fact, seen Forum a number of times, ranging in scope from its Broadway revival in 1997 to a 40-seat community theatre production with virtually no budget, and thoroughly enjoyed it every time. This is why I was so excited to see Forum at The Shakespeare Theatre Company and why I was so disappointed in their production. If a community theatre of amateur actors, directors, and designers can take a nearly perfect script and present farcical magic, I expected one of the greatest theatres and directors in the DC area, combined with a cast of actors with numerous Broadway credits, to be incredible. And it wasn’t. Continue reading

Featured Photo

Featured Photo

A simple photo caught my eye for today’s Featured Photo. Phil was able to get this tight shot of a star on one of the smaller Christmas trees with the National Christmas Tree in the background. Two things drew me to this photo: one, the lovely color of the lights, and, two, the bokeh of those lights. For those who don’t know what bokeh is, it’s that fine blur in the background of photographs. One of the pluses of bokeh is that it helps the viewer focus in on the main subject matter of a photograph; this is because our brains naturally want to pay attention to what’s in the focus. This effect certainly compliments Christmas lights because it gives them a dreamy, yet colorful, look; a look and feel I love to associate with the Holidays.