Town Tavern, to be specific. Not to get all uppity about it, but Town Tavern is not my kind of place. Too young, too loud, too crowded, and too much Bud Light. What it lacks in both posh-lounge sophistication and dive-bar appeal, it makes up for in proximity. I’ve lived in Adams Morgan, close to 18th street for 7 years. There’s no reason why I should be holed-up in my apartment most nights of the week. But TV turns staying in from a defeatist compromise to an acceptable option.
I was out for two hours and had a good time. I had a glass of wine, watched a little college basketball, talked to some new people, but most importantly caught up with a good friend. I’m glad I left the house and I probably would not have done it if I had NBC comedies to keep me occupied.
Today is day 8.
