One Hell of a Burger

Tonight, I finally got around to trying Ray's Hell Burger. I know, right? I've been in DC for two and a half years. Obama would be ashamed of me.

After hearing chants of "Ray's! Ray's!" all day from my friends/ co-worker and boss, I finally get it. "Ray's hunger" really is "different from other hungers."

What you see before you is the Soul Burger Number One, with Applewood smoked bacon, Swiss cheese, Sherry and Congac mushrooms and grilled red onions. I added Gruyere because... it was on the menu, and why wouldn't you? Apparently, the Commander in Chief prefers the basic Cheddar burger. Bore-Ring.

I was the wimp of the evening that didn't finish their hamburger. But somewhere around midnight, when I'm feeling Ray's hunger, I'll have the other half of my meat-juice soaked burger and fries and mac n' cheese. And he who heckled will be stuck with a 7-Eleven Slurpee.

Just the View from My Street

No big deal.




One of my favorite things about my neighborhood is that this view is about 30 steps from my door. I see the U.S. Capitol Building every time I leave my house. For a girl from the sticks, that's pretty special.

Meandering in Museums: National Gallery West Edition

Yesterday, I got my awesomely nerdy on at the National Gallery with some buddies (pictures not included, for fear of physical reprisal). It was the last day of the Pre-Raphaelite photography exhibit, which will be heading to the Musée d'Orsay, my favorite museum to meander.

I didn't take pictures in the actual exhibit, of course, but I snapped a few quick ones in the rotunda of the West Building.

The picture above is the statue of Mercury, which, coincidentally, is one of the many lethal chemicals used in early photography. After much observation and contemplation, we came to the conclusion that it's actually just a statue of a naked guy wearing Alexander McQueen shoes.

If you, too, enjoy getting your awesomely nerdy on in a rather grotesque and morbid way, you can read about famous DC native Marian Clover Adams's particularly infamous case of suicide by photographic chemicals.

Why I Haven't Been Meandering Much

Urban Gallery

This is from the side of Good Libations, 5th and M.

On 9th, near M.

This one (from 9th, near N) is signed "Random Act"

Sunday Meanderings

Sometimes there's nothing better on a Sunday than a mocha in a neighborhood coffeeshop. (Azi's Cafe, 9th and O)

Previously the O St. Market

The Gentleman

EDIT: This work is called Grandfather. It's by the street artists Gaia.

New York Ave., between 5th and 4th