Somehow the last time I posted was on August 7, and it’s already August 20. I have no idea how that happened. Blame it on my summer brain.
At the end of July, I went to visit my good friend Kaitlyn, who was interning and living in D.C. for most of the summer. I’d been to D.C. multiple times for school trips and stuff but never really just to have fun and get to know the city aside from the monuments.
Well, I never said I didn’t stop by to say hello to Lincoln and Washington. That’s, like, a must.
After we worked up an appetite by walking all over Chinatown (we saw Ford’s Theater there, it was pretty crazy!) and by the monuments, we walked to our dinner reservations at a restaurant called Oyamel, which I first heard about on How Sweet It Is (if you’re unaware, I’m obsessed with Jessica and will without a doubt be going to one of her Pittsburgh book signings in the coming months, so naturally I had to eat here because she raved about their tableside-made guacamole).
So yeah, Oyamel was a must-do. It’s a Mexican tapas restaurant/bar and is apparently very popular. It was packed! But luckily we made those reservations, so we didn’t wait long. Kaitlyn and I both started off with margaritas topped with SALT AIR. Yes. Salt air foam, I should say. I have no idea how much science goes into make salt air foam, but it was grand.
And naturally we had chips, salsa and guacamole. The guacamole was, no lie, the best I’ll ever have in my life, I’m sure of it. The avocados were so fresh and the flavor was just tangy enough. I can’t recommend this place enough for the guac alone.
Then we had our tapas! From Top left, down, and back up to the dessert in the top right: margs, guac and salsa; plantain, carrot and black bean fritters with a chipotle sauce (very different but delish nonetheless); quesadillas; this amazing sauté of swiss chard, cabbage, hazelnuts, cranberries, raisins, and an apricot purée; coffee flavored ice cream with caramelized bananas and the best carmel chocolate sauce I’ve ever tasted.
I was satisfied with this meal, to say the least, but not until I licked the salt foam out of my empty margarita (which, I have to add, were a little bit pricy for their size but also worth it because… do I need to mention the salt foam again?).
Then we went back to Kaitlyn’s apartment and crashed because we were so full and tired. The next morning, we walked over to Georgetown to try out a class at corepower yoga. Kaitlyn knows I love hot yoga, and she wanted me to try this yoga, strength and cardio fusion class that she’d been frequenting all summer. Well. HOLY CANNOLI. I actually almost fainted in the class and had to step out for a minute because it was in a heated room and really, really intense, even for someone who is not knew to hot yoga. I would call it more bootcamp in a heated class than yoga fusion. The instructor was kind of a drill sergeant, too. Overall, it was a good, sweaty workout that got me moving, but I wouldn’t take the class again.
After that, we showered up and headed back for a day shopping in Georgetown, which is definitely one of the biggest shopping meccas I’ve ever seen. They had any and every store you need. We stopped in the mid-afternoon for a lunch dessert at Baked & Wired, which Kaitlyn claimed was more delicious than Georgetown Cupcakes (from that TV show). I believe her, because my chocolate cupcake was rocking.
That night, we went out to a couple different bars unexpectedly. I really loved D.C’s nightlife scene. We were having so much fun that we almost forgot to eat dinner, but we quickly remedied that by heading to Burger Tap & Shake (BTS) for burgers… and a spiked vanilla shake (that I probably, definitely didn’t need, but it was quite tasty). Yay America.
On Sunday morning, we had reservations for Farmers, Fishers, Bakers, which is a super popular brunch spot. The restaurant has a buffet on Sundays, which is in very high demand. We had reservations, and we still were forced to wait almost an hour. I was a little salty about this after the fact … but I’ll tell you why in a minute.
Here’s what I had to eat (top left, to bottom, to top right): every table gets a cinnamon roll and a biscuit plate (with enough for each person to have one of each); a random assortment of shredded beef, chips and guac, kale salad, watermelon mint salad, meatball, and squash; fried dough with chocolate sauce (I wanted it to be filled with something & sadly it wasn’t… I didn’t finish it); two different kinds of sushi (they walk around with sushi to each table which was cool!); and chocolate French toast with berry sauce, egg white scramble, broiled grapefruit and Canadian bacon.
The first thing I’ll say is the biscuits and cinnamon rolls were great. I ate all of both of mine, which was probably my biggest downfall, especially since I don’t eat a ton of white bread products usually. It did a number on my stomach that I couldn’t undo. Since I had a ton of bread before the meal, I stuck to less bready things on the buffet, minus the French toast. I’m glad I got the French toast because it was fantastic. Everything else, honestly, was just okay. The sushi was very good, but it was a weird mix of types of food.
I really wanted this brunch to be amazing, but it just didn’t hit the mark for me. I was less than impressed with the service, and I think I’m just not a buffet person because I get too full and feel sick afterward. I was glad I gave it a shot because I’d heard a lot of hype – it just didn’t live up to the hype, in my opinion. I think you could find a better brunch in DC elsewhere.
Then the day went up! We visited Arlington Cemetery in the afternoon, which was humbling and beautiful as always. That took a while, what with all the walking, but we still didn’t work up an appetite. We had plans later in the evening, so we just rested and had a quick snack before we headed out at night…
… to see my favorite band ever, The Kooks. I did plan for that weekend specifically because The Kooks would be in town, and their show didn’t disappoint. They played at the 9:30 Club, which is a great concert venue. It’s just small enough so that you will have a great view. We opted to steer clear of the crazy screaming teens (I mean, I was a crazy screaming 20 something but whatever) and stand on the balcony, where we could see better than if we’d been on the floor. I don’t think I stopped smiling for the entire show.
D.C. is a beautiful and historic city. I loved getting to see parts of the town that I hadn’t before, and I’m totally convinced that I would live there one day if the opportunity presented itself.
If you’re ever in the D.C. area, I hope you enjoy the food and sights as much as I did!
Thanks, Jenn, for hosting WIAW!