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DC in DC: Botanic Garden

In all my visits to Washington, D.C., I had never stopped by the United States Botanic Garden.

Truth be told, the Missouri Botanical Garden is so much more better!

But visit I did, and I’m glad for the two hours there on Wednesday.

From the things we eat greenhouse:


Random other plants that caught my eye:

The cactus room was great fun, but difficult to photograph.



Thanks to the kindness of the mother of a prospective student, I had a private guided tour on Wednesday of the FBI Experience.

The best parts?  J. Edgar Hoover’s desk.  And the live firing range where nine agents were shooting their quarterly qualification. And the company of a lively FBI employee.  And the spy-craft stuff.

I’ll have more to post on Friday, but this 8.30 p.m. arrival at home after a full day in D.C. has me tired and not feeling like writing.

DC in DC: Tuesday

A lazier day.  After the huge Cuban meal on Monday, I slept in on Tuesday.

Since the National Geographic headquarters and museum is two blocks away, I spent some time Tuesday at their museum, with a current exhibition of Queens of Egypt. Then I went ‘round to the Omani cultural center and spent some time talking about their culture with Omani nationals who were presenting an “Islam in Oman” exhibit.  I learned some things today.

Dinner was at The Pig, a pork-centric restaurant near my hotel.  The meal was fabulous!

Queens of Egypt:

Surrounded by ancient Egyptian sarcophagi (not pictured).

And then an ancient Koran at the Omani center.  I mean . . . look at this beauty!:

Lunch of chicken shawarma a was at a food truck near the hotel:


DC in DC: Cuba Libre

Thanks to Jessica Hentoff’s restaurant suggestion, I went to Cuba Libre for dinner Monday evening. Aaron joined.

Aside from the fish dinner in Tangier in February, this is the single best meal of the year so far.

And I will long dream about the spinach Manchego buñuelos, creamy fried balls of indescribable deliciousness that hit every spot on the tongue just perfectly.

We both ordered the tasting menu, which was more than filling.

I opted for the lechón asado as my main.

Let me just say THANK YOU to Jessica, and “I’ll be back as soon as I can” to Cuba Libre!

The meal started with toasted Cuban bread with mango butter. And then progressed from the sublime to most sublime.

The appetizers.
The main course.

DC in DC: Marine Corps Memorial

With an extra hour to kill before the car was due back, we pulled off the freeway on Monday to go find the Marine Corps Memorial by Arlington Cemetery, more popularly known as the Iwo Jima Memorial.

I had never visited this site before. I found the inscription around the base, listing all the military actions in which Marines have fought, to be particularly compelling as it listed two long-open conflicts: Afghanistan and Iraq.

The Marine Corps Memorial by Arlington Cemetery.

DC in DC: Sunday

Sunday in D.C. Humid. Overcast until later afternoon.

Choral Eucharist at St. John’s Lafayette Square. Brunch of delicious crab cakes at Old Ebbett’s Grill. Long walk to National Building Museum and the Baltimore movie theatre exhibit. Shorter walk on over to Postal Museum and that incredible stamp collection. Such history there. Cross the street to Union Station and find some pastry. Metro back to Farragut North and then walk to hotel.

Nearly four miles of walking today, and nearly 12K steps. Weariness reigns. I’m staying in and watching futbol on Sunday evening. Mr. Lincoln can wait for tomorrow. (I’ve missed him my last two trips here, and really need to say hi this time.)

From the National Building Museum:

From the Postal Museum:

Two of the oldest USA stamps in the collection:

Street views from near the Postal Museum:

DC in DC: notes from day one

I rose early on Saturday for the easy and efficient Southwest Airlines flight to Washington, D.C., and was at my hotel by 1 p.m.

The Madison is a boutique hotel in the Hilton collection; I burned points to book a four-night stay.

First order of business? Sam the Tailor is in town from Hong Kong, and I’ve not had a new shirt order in 18 months, so I trekked to the historic Willard Hotel on Pennsylvania Avenue, and met Sam. An hour later, I’m ready to be outfitted with seven new shirts and a new blazer.

Now 2.30 p.m., and I’m hungry. I stop in at the Round Robin bar for a French 75 and a quick order of crab cake sliders. Somehow crab tastes better here on the East Coast.

After a nap, I took a taxi to the Kennedy Center for the 6 p.m. performance by Second City, the improv group from Chicago who are doing a sit-down this summer in D.C. America: It’s Complicated had some misses, but overall was filled with funny bits and some laugh-out-loud moments. And let me just say that I’ll never look at Mitch McConnell and see him the same way again.

[Sidebar: why is Mitch McConnell still relevant?]

I had met up with Aaron Garner, former voice student, who is in D.C. this summer on an internship with the Library of Congress, and we made our way to Downtown for some barbecue at Hill Country.

And suddenly it was 10.30 p.m. and time to go separate ways

Sunday = church at St. John’s Lafayette Square, then perhaps a museum. And Mr. Lincoln.

The weather on Saturday (and Sunday): hot and steamy and typical Washington, D.C. in July! I was drenched after my mid-afternoon walk. But I got in 12K+ steps on Saturday!!

2018 in photos

Click on any photo for the full version! Happy end of year!!