The other day we told you our sweet sappy sentiments about our birthday dinner at the Red Hen. That was how we celebrated our shared-birthday-month with family. With friends, we celebrated here, for pre-dinner drinks at Mockingbird Hill. Last month, we devoted an entire week to telling you about the ins and outs and barrier walls (and, no, that’s not a contraceptive) of fortified wines, and by far the best part was an excuse to...
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Where we’ve been drinking: Eat the Rich One of the marvels of our new home of Washington, DC, is this phenomenon called happy hour. In our former stomping grounds of Massachusetts, discounting liquor prices at bars and restaurants is illegal (wWHAat?) and happy hours are non-existent. Here in DC, happy hours are the thing. And it’s probably one of our favorite things about the place. On almost every corner, there’s a...
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