Last Taste of Summer

Hurricane Joaquin didn’t have much of an effect on Washington, except for giving us a chilly, overcast weekend.   And neither rain nor snow would have caused the cancellation of the 22nd Annual Taste of Georgetown, sheltered, as it is, under the Whitehurst Freeway, near the Georgetown waterfront.  I spent Saturday there, sampling food from restaurants I’ve not yet visited.

Taste of Georgetown

Taste of Georgetown

The cool weather didn’t keep the crowd away.

Beef Bourguignon

Beef Bourguignon

The Beef Bourguignon from Maxime Steak Frites & Bar was exceptional.  I ordered a second portion to go, and added Maxime to my “Must Visit” list.

Fish and Chips

Fish and Chips

Fish and Chips, made with ale battered cod and hand-cut chips, from Rí Rá Irish Pub.

Duck Bánh Mì

Duck Bánh Mì

Duck Bánh Mì from 1789 Restaurant.  Bánh Mì, from Vietnam, seems to be everywhere these days.   Bánh Mì refers to the thin-crusted baguette used to make sandwiches.

Chili Mac and Cheese

Chili Mac and Cheese

J. Paul’s Dining Saloon had “Award Winning” Chili Mac and Cheese.

Pork Shank

Pork Shank

The Georgetown branch of Dean & DeLuca served an excellent Barbecue Braised Pork Shank w/a Lemon Orzo Spinach Salad.

Very pleasant way to end the day, and the season.


 

Fiola Mare

Fiola Mare

I took a little break from the festival, and walked the half block to the Georgetown waterfront.  The river was high.  That’s Kennedy Center in the background.

On the way, I passed Fiola Mare, which is currently one of the hottest restaurants in Washington.  It’s Number Four on The Washingtonian’s 2015 list of 100 Best restaurants.

I’ve only eaten there once, and, while the meal was excellent, it left me a little unhappy.

I know restaurants survive on the mark-up on drinks.  Fine.   But I was there for lunch, and only wanted a diet Coke.  I was given an 8-ounce bottle.

It cost $5.

Great way to alienate your customers.  I can’t recall the deliciousness of the olive oil poached rockfish served on a bed of quinoa and red peppers marinati, but can clearly remember the price of the drink, and the bitter aftertaste it left.

End of rant.

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