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Mango & Sticky Rice

This wasn’t my dish, but it sure looked like a slice of sunshine on the plate. I’m not a fan of mango, myself. Most mangoes have a slight edge to their flavor that tastes almost like gasoline to me. It makes the back of my tongue itch, so perhaps I’m slightly allergic as well. Once,…

Paper Parasols

It’s raining umbrellas at Sticky Rice in DC. A Year Ago: Elliptical It’s been a while since I looked at sculpture… [read more]

Food for the Spirits

I found this offering at the threshold. “Why is there food by the door?” I asked the hostess of the Thai restaurant where I had lunch. “For the spirits,” she answered. My first thought was that it was a generous gesture, or perhaps an expression of confidence in the establishment’s own prosperity. Wikipedia, however, offers…

Guiding Lights

This is a section of the attractive interior at the combined Ardeo+Bardeo in Cleveland Park. Deb and I had brunch there. Apparently they have a new chef. Although the food was decent enough (the cauliflower was over-peppered), it took forever to arrive. We got our appetizers more than half an hour after ordering. The entrees…

Cheers!

Welcome to 2011! The day started auspiciously, as I awoke from a richly detailed dream about my new business. Bob and I then went to gawk at the World Class Cuteness on display at the National Zoo (more on that later). We continued with a delightful dinner courtesy of dear friends at the Old Ebbitt…

The Writing Life

I’m supposed to identify something in my daily life that doesn’t contribute to my writing. But there is no such thing. I rarely get through a day now without writing something new, even if it’s brief. I have made a habit of it, and the only obstacles, in general, are logistical and transitory. They are…

Water and Metal

I’m finding that I have a special affinity for color images that are almost monochrome (among many others). They reveal their beauties gradually, quietly. Have a look at the wonderful color palette on the back wall of the basin here. Check out the dappled, welted space of water between the two bottles. The curve of…

Through A Glass

…literally. It was late twilight, I had just finished a lovely meal at Indique in Cleveland Park with Taina and Althea. (If you go, get a Kokum Martini and thank me later. Most. Delicious. Alcoholic. Beverage. EVAR.) I looked out the window to their sliver of an outdoor dining balcony, and spotted three glasses refracting…

Aaaaah.

When it’s really hot out, sometimes it’s hard to work up an appetite. All you want is to cool off, and maybe have a nap (especially if you have a headache). Here’s what you need: an iced latte with a pistachio biscotto. That’ll fix you right up. A little caffeine to get rid of the…

In the Tank

“Beijing Noodle No.9 is the kind of casual noodle shop you’d expect to find on the bustling streets of Shanghai, Hong Kong or Beijing… With an inviting and warm atmosphere.” NOT. Stunning, yes. Warm, nuh-uh. I wish I’d been hungry at the time. The place was deserted, and it would have been a trip to…