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There's a place in Georgetown where you can smoke sheesha - I want to say it's called Zanzibar or somesuch. Dark, dingy room with oily, unmemorable korma. Creepy, crusty hookahs that look very, very worse for the wear. Unsavory characters sitting around giving breasts lascivious looks.

Whole grain bread Peanut butter (chunky) Bacon pinch of salt generous grinding of black pepper grilled.

A big SE Asian-ish salad with greens, tomatoes, lots of red onion, maybe cellophane noodles, and a spicy, lime-y fish sauce dressing. YUM.

What a wonderful, interesting, vibrant life she had.

Why did this thread get so quiet? I just got a camera! Please tell me how I can be a cool kid with cool pictures, too.

I....finally...did it - I got a camera! A little chicken roasted with sage, green beans with a dollop of a butter-enriched reduction of balsamic vinegar and shallots, and polenta heavy with oven-dried grape tomatoes, parmesan and sage, broiled to crispness. Jeff is hungry!

There was an interesting article some time ago in the Washington Post about a potential legitimate use for all the intrusive information stores gather with loyalty cards: If a product has a recall on it, people who bought it could be contacted. But none of the stores in our area with cards used it for this purpose - it hadn't even occurred to most of them.

I'm not Jinmyo, but I think I would only like chocolate if it had a pork chop center

OK, I have just frittered away 30 mins of my workday reading this fascinating blog. His little vignettes on street food are particularly cool. My only complaint is that he calls his stomach "Mr. Happy", but if I can look at pictures of gorgeous food when I'm broke, the Korean restaurants near me are awful, my parents are out of town, and I'm all out of kochujang, I can probably suffer through it.

Whoa - this is a seriously beautiful blog. Great photos. Here's a link to the beginning of the blog: Day 1 Here's the current page: current

Dejah - Someone ought to bake you a Superwoman cake! This blog has been such a pleasure. Thank you!

There's a Japanese snack my mom used to buy for me once in a while in a shiny green foil package - they're like Funyuns, only a thousand times better. Are these still around?

I ended up cutting them into 1.5"x1.5" squares, generously oiling them, loading 'em up with parmesan and cracked pepper and baking them till they were crackly and dry. Actually a pretty delicious snack - a big stockpile in the freezer and some on my desk right now. Thanks for the sugestions!

Marc - Rather than being coy, I'll just say that I felt the column was fairly one-sided. Personally, I feel what I said and what I meant (and clarified in later posts) were misrepresented, and in addition quoted in such a way that it seemed they expressed the general sentiment on the thread, when in fact there was a wide range of opinions across the board (pun intended). It's great that eGullet was exposed to a huge audience in your column, but I'm sure people on the DC board are wishing that my comments weren't the ones chosen to represent the community when so many others felt completely different things about the subject and I was actually in the (vocal) minority. That said, thanks for the piece and for posting. Edit: Leaving the poor horse in peace

Roasted smallish, halved tomatoes with herbed breadcrumbs would be nice.

I still think it's a stupid name. The un-cleverness, that is - the race issue is the last reason why I don't like it - though I thought I made that clear in my later posts to clarify, it seems Marc didn't pick up on that at all. Maybe it's unreasonable to think that he would contact posters, but he could have read the whole thread. I don't think of myself as particularly PC or un-PC. And actually, I'm not white, and I'm not educated. Hooooooray for CK, daSto and Marc Fisher! Won this pack of squabbling overeducated hyper-PC children right on over.

I'm definitely in.

It's the spirit of the thing. It's in horrific taste to stamp your feet because you don't feel appreciated enough. It's a gesture of goodwill from the business to a good customer - never owed and never an obligation. Nobody is entitled to anything. Restaurants probably smell those looking for a comp a mile away.

I eat the truly disgusting things in my car: read, Slim Jims, buffalo-wing flavored crackers, and Junior Johnson's Hot Barbeque Cracklin's. The wrappers are placed in a brown paper bag, heat-sealed into a heavy-duty garbage back, buried in a bucket of cement and thrown in the East River. Well, actually, I just throw them away. But I do eat them in my car to avoid grossing normal people out.

I'd like to come, online-chat jabs notwithstanding. Please count me in.

Do we have a late-night food thread yet? It's 10:50 on Sunday, we just got home, I'm starving, and my boyfriend absolutely refuses to get into a car and drive anywhere to eat (taking Bistro Francais out of the running). ANY decent options for post-11pm food of any ilk in the city? Bistrot du Coin is the usual standby but steak tartare and fries sometimes isn't a good idea at midnight on a Sunday. And please don't say the Diner. Is that pretty much it? Bistro Francais, BdC and the Diner?

Or any of the above, with the fruit and pepper grilled first to the point of a little char - leave the onion raw. A watermelon salsa would probably be delicious.

I did this at the beach but somehow got sunburned anyway. Eventually, the lifeguards asked me to put my clothes back on.

Beef carpaccio. Or was that the 90s?

Jenny, How was it?