Man, is that a club or did TSA just set up an airport security line on New York Avenue? Street address is subliminal tactic to encourage Manhattanite behavior. Girls named Jazmyn freeze their bare ... read more
Upscale urban flophouse submits to clean mod interiors: white enamel glows ultra-violet from rainbow-brite chandeliers, wood looks like plastic. Flat screens as wall art. Asian twenty-somethings bl... read more
And the winning combination is still happy hour with jumbo sushi to go with. In this Gaijin town, achieving beyond decent sushi demands 1) Fedexing your fish from elsewhere (check) and 2) importing... read more
Skinny all-brick townhouse is the clown car of Chinatown: hundreds keep pouring out a single tiny door but nobody ever seems to get in. Patience is a virtue, though a neck ringed with chunky jewe... read more
Neo-classical post office transformed into post-modern hotel with cartoonish good looks. Crazy colors are Kimpton-brand signature, from absinthe chandeliers to lemon yellow walls, orange silk bed p... read more
E Pluribus Unum: out of so many Dixieland theme park rest-or-rants in Washington, DC—only one. New Orleans on a plate for the area's lobbyists and NPR execs. Natural K Street lighting, starch... read more
The capital's dearth of decent seafood necessitates a savvy New England import. Salty spirit of Gloucester fishermen lives on in the fleet of blackshirted waiters who take orders on handhelds, know... read more
Burlesque dancers on swings, waitresses in corsets and fishnets, an...
Considered to be a top-10 contender for best DC restaurant and we k...
Latest Mediterranean tribute band blows its horn on tired 17th stre...
Authentique French crêperie placates 14th Street ‘hood ...
Spit-polished, silver bullet 1940s trailer-turned-diner rises above...