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I'm guessing that resturants/bars in hotels are good places to expect to find 'hot spots' if you can't get Verizon thingy to work (can't get signal). Four Points Sheraton has WiFi por ejemplo.

The Flying Scotsman, around the corner from Charlie Palmer's. Remember, no boozing while at work, though! And keep the grease off of the hardware.

Four Points Sheraton. Yes, that's right.

Early in week as opposed to weekend (not 17th) is better for me. It's too easy to bail on a Saturday or Sunday... I try not schedule anything in advance on weekends (that's how damn flighty I am). I work down the street from 12th and K, so I'm sentenced to the neighborhood on those days.

Also LittleWing, I hear Basil Thai is good stuff on Sundays (maybe take it home). You might wanna ask Jamison Blankenship about that one.

You like to party in pjs like me? Rock on! Here are some of my flabby wallet suggestions. Get ready to wipe your tears. Rays! Guajillo, awesome Mexican next to Ray's. Be the first of us to explore Todd Kliman's Little Ethipoia scopia ... Mr. Chow's Chinese (Adams Morgan/Zoo Metro) at your pad (again, party in your robe). Indique is open Sundays (according to the Washingfoamian it can be about 35 bucks/ person). Carry a pizza away from Sette (I've always wondered how they transport).

I'd like to go...

I like your analogy to team sports here. Even golf can be a team sport, right bilrus?! The egg has always been a team player. (I just liked the warmed up in hands part . Sorry.)

Bilrus, tiger tee with the bacon, egg and cheese salad, and then the corn chowder... You won't regret it!

Indeed, you are right, but what makes a surprising truth irrational? It's only that to those who don't know. I would say Pasta Mia before Mixtec, but that's because the latter has these very Seinfeld-esque qualities, like hand-written signs on the door and winding lines out front...

And one other place that is worth your time is Pesce on P Street. Your kids and your wallet will be okay with this place... It's small and personable and you'll find something tasty for eveyone. By Columbus Day weekend there will probably some yummy soup and, yeah, the fish is good too.

Be Careful!

Palena is a bright little village. Solar Flare, raved one critic. Many stars, screamed the other.

Mmmm, Ruta bread! Palena, Palena, Palena. And: Nectar, Nectar, Nectar. Or: Fed-ex from Artisanal, Artisanal, Artisanal and party at home in your robe.

This is why Michael was so nice to me the first few times I came in to Ray's; he thought I said I was moregela from emullet.

Good! If you can't be on par, go away...

I'd go this way if my pals would...

Hey Tom, It's awesome having you here! Here are some of my questions: How often do you change your menu? What sort of restrictions does the hotel put on your creativity (in respect to ingredients or menu swaps)? Like, what do you wish you could do more of (foodwise), but for some reason you can't? What are some the flavors we can expect this fall season? I love your soups; what do you have in store me? Mare Sea Bow Coo!

I choose to BIKE to Palena last night, cursing each hurried being in his fancy car and breaking all the basic laws of traffic along the way. I was mean and clown-like, but I needed soup with an egg (rhodegirl, you inspired me). And the trip was well worth every last ounce of effort, every single drop of sweat. That soup is brilliant. A lemon yellow broth and the floating pillow of a poached egg, that with one little pierce glistens like bright sunshine burning out the morning haze. In my mouth, the oldest of flavors. A simply smooth broth and rich tomato. Spoon to tongue, that regal egg. The yoke, soft and balancing, coating like a cleanest piece of toro may. ...and the lone fried sage leaf floating about, in itself, is worth a whole other festival of my nonsensical words. I can't say much more that hasn't been said. I love that Ruta bread that comes with the cheese plate; maybe my favorite bread in the whole wide world. Companions, do tell the others about the Chateau du Ruta Zin, so specially labeled with a mere strip of masking tape. A heavenly treat from the cellar, I have to say. I can't wait to return with an even emptier stomach.

Double hyphen that, girl. I mean, true dat.

I'm gonna open a place nearby called Hardeo, where you go on Mondays when the bar at Palena is full of Egulleteers.

It looked like mock service was happening on Saturday when I passed by with Rockwell on the way to Eve. Then Thrasher confirmed that, yes, it was mock service, so my guess is it's on sked. ScooterPie? I'm assuming Oyamel is the almost done place right next door...

Tha Right-o . Better luck on New Mexico Ave. Can't say great anything in this day, but remember Quigley's? And then Dolcetto (another bankrupt Galileo-almost-owned property, where at the end servers were stealing wine because they knew it was going down and they wanted money)....and Mie n Yu? That lamb with sauce that (strictly by eye) resembles diarrhea on a crate and barrel-ish white plate? It can't be any good. I mean, it's gotta suck! I felt like being mean. I'm sorry.

I'm hoping Eric Ziebold's City Zen will become this city's zen. It's not open yet, but the web says September 15th. City Zen "I want the Gucci handbag," she said.

Since the nice people who owned Rupert's used to buy local peaches and nectarines from me when i was a kid (working my summers at a roadside produce stand) , and since Nectar is one of my favorite places... I think Nectar is an excellent choice. And it's far from Booby Kink. Kinkead's.