Initially we wanted to try the venerable Florida Avenue Grill, renowned for its history and reputation as the "oldest soul food restaurant in the world". Sadly, they're closed Mondays, so we searched the neighborhood for another possibility. Just a few blocks away, past ramshackle vining roses and lines of brick row houses in varying states of benign neglect, we stumbled upon the Blind Dog Cafe at Darnell's.
|Delicious breakfast goodness located at 944 Florida Street, Washington, DC|
|Bacon & Goat Cheese (foreground), House Roasted Pepper Pimento Cheese (background)|
For most of the rest of the day, Lexi and I tooled around DC, checking out all kinds of stuff in and around the National Mall. In the Smithsonian National Museum of American History we came across this:
|Oyster plates from the mid-19th century|
After awhile, Lexi headed off to catch up on a bit of work, while I tooled around some more, visiting the Washington Monument, Lincoln Memorial, Vietnam Memorial, and all sorts of places in between. After a few hours our stomachs rumbled again, so with a few text messages and a short trek to the Penn Quarter, I ended up at Poste brasserie, where Lexi had set up shop.
|A game of Fluxx, a DC tourist map, and a glass of chilled wine to start the evening|
|The feast: saffron mussels, salted buttery rolls, pommes frites|
|French bread slices and buttery salted rolls|
|Mussels in white wine with saffron and mustard|
|Mollusks don't stand a chance against Gwen's appetite|
Nonetheless we left quite satisfied, with full bellies and happy taste buds. We trundled back off to our hotel for a good night's rest, looking forward to another day of culinary adventures....
STAY TUNED FOR THE NEXT INSTALLMENT OF CROSS COUNTRY FOR CRABCAKES, IN WHICH GWEN & LEXI TACKLE DC LUNCH ON A HOT DAY