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An AWP 2011 Edition Guide to DC for People Who Like to Eat and Drink and Aren’t Painfully Cool

You’ve no doubt read a lot of the guides and blogs and notes people have been posting about DC. And most of those people are, no doubt, super cool. Like, painfully cool. So, in solidarity with people like myself, here is an insider’s guide to DC for not-super-cool but still youngish-and-not-completely-old-fogyish people. Those of us who just like to be comfortable, eat, drink, hang with friends.

I’m 32 and married, and my body’s feeling the abuse of past years, so, you know, my clubbing and serious partying days are long long gone. The things I really like to do involve going to bookstores, eating, hanging out with friends, and drinking. Occasionally going to a show, if I really want to see the band. That’s about it. I like townie bars and cheap mom and pop ethnic food restaurants. I like ripped seats in my bars, and I don’t like scenes in my bookstores–I prefer to actually look at books. I like quiet, and I hate waiting in long lines to get into a restaurant or bar. So, if that stuff really isn’t your thing; if you’re more into, say, drinking fancy drinks in the kinds of bars that celebrities hang out in, or eating at the latest four star white tableclothy restaurant, then probably you shouldn’t read any further. Just sayin’.

Also, I’ve tried to keep most of this central to where AWP is happening–but not all of it because a)DC is a really, really tiny city. Seriously. and b)public transportation here, while maddening sometimes, is quite extensive and as a last resort, unlike NYC, you can pretty much always catch a cab.

Do’s and Don’ts

  • DO NOT wear your conference badge or name tag outside of the conference. We get LOTS of conferences and most of them are full of really annoying tourists, so that lanyard is a great way to ID you from far away and decide to treat you like an utter moron.
  • DO stand to the right, walk to the left on the Metro or people may kill you. Know how to work your metro pass ahead of time so you don’t jam the line, especially at rush hour. And please, for the love of jesus, don’t take pictures of the metro escalators. We really, really hate that. Give yourself plenty of time if you’re taking the Red Line anywhere, which you will be. DC Metro has no money and something is always breaking down and it’s usually on the Red Line, causing massive delays and irritation.
  • DO NOT ask directions of any group of grown men playing dice in the street or alley, or sitting or standing around a van parked in a deserted parking lot during the middle of the day.
  • DO bring CASH for cabs! They do not have credit card readers which is both infuriating and aggravating but like most things about DC, no one will fix this. DC cabs used to charge by zone which was a great way to rip off drunk tourists, but now they charge by the mile like everywhere else.
  • DO NOT assume that if the sign says “Mexican”, it really is. Mexican food is not actually Mexican in DC. It’s actually Salvadoran, most of the time. Or Salvadoran attempts at Mexican food. I would recommend skipping it, especially if you come from anywhere that actually has authentic Mexican eats.
  • DO NOT hang around outside of bars in Adams Morgan or Dupont Circle at 2 in the morning drunk as shit and loudly and obviously looking at your map. You will get mugged, and you will totally deserve it.
  • DO relax. Crime in DC, aside from petty theft and car break-ins, is pretty much gang-related and drug-related. Are you in a gang? Do you plan to buy drugs here? No? Then you’ll probably be fine. Just be smart, don’t hang out in out of the way  places looking like a tourist, and know where you’re going and how you’re getting there ahead of time.

Where to Eat

There are lots of good eats in DC. We have people and food from all over the world here, so take advantage! In Cleveland Park/Woodley Park/Adams Morgan/Dupont, where you’ll probably be, there are a million good restaurants. And luckily for you, eating is pretty much my favorite activity, next to drinking, reading, and sleeping, so I’ve got lots of experience in this department.

For cheaper but delicious food some of my favorites are: Meskerem (Ethiopian), Open City (Americanish), Himalayan Heritage (Himalayan/Tibetan), Thaiphoon (Thai, duh), Vace (Italian deli-style, no eating in, great pizza), Tono Sushi (Japanese) and Ray’s Hellburger, which, okay, is in Arlington but still close and the best damn burgers I’ve ever had. Matchbox in Chinatown is always a long wait but has excellent pizza for not that much. Sichuan Pavillion is on K street and has the best Chinese you can get in DC and it’s dirt cheap. (Outside of DC is another story, but since you won’t have a car let’s not worry about that.) There are also food carts all over DC, so keep a look out for some good, cheap burritos or salad or falafels or whatever.

If you’re willing to fork out a little more, and willing to travel a little further in some cases, you can eat at some of my favorite favorite restaurants in DC. Downtownish there’s Acadiana (Cajun/Creole), in Chinatown/Penn Quarter (just a quick ride away on the Red Line) there’s Jaleo (Spanish tapas) and Rasika (Indian, and my favorite restaurant  in DC. You’ve never had Indian like this), Las Canteras (Peruvian) in Adams Morgan, Palena and Ripple in Cleveland Park (New American), and Etete (Ethiopian) over near U Street.

Where to Drink

Recessions on K Street is divey, cheap, and anonymous, and has an awesome happy hour. My favorite bar is The Raven, in Mt. Pleasant, but it’s tough to get to so you might want to cab it if you’re really intrepid. The Pharmacy Bar in Adams Morgan is another favorite, small and dark and friendly. The Black Squirrel, also in Adams Morgan, has the best damn beer on tap but be prepared to pay kind of a lot. And Toledo Lounge in Adams Morgan may not look so exciting from the outside but it’s a cozy, boothy favorite. The 4Ps (where I’ll be reading on Thursday!) is a giant Irish bar, in Cleveland Park.  Busboys and Poets is further away but is hip and fun and has good food and drinks as well as books and literate-type people. Tryst is cozy and you can curl up on a couch and drink coffee, too. Gay bars, either Cobalt or JR’s, in Dupont Circle.

Books!

These are my favorites though there are more:

Politics and Prose is hands down my favorite bookstore in DC–it’s hard to get to, though, since it’s not really metro accessible or at least, it’s quite a walk from nearest Metro stop. But it’s worth a visit if you have time and cab fare or a friend with a car, or time to take the bus. It’s big and stocks a nice variety of lit mags and tons of books on (what else) politics, the staff is really nice and passionate about books, plus really nicely curated fiction section and more. I love it.

Kramerbooks is pretty good–they have a pretty good selection, and the staff are knowledgable, so if I know exactly what I need I can go grab it quickly–but oh my god I can’t stand it there sometimes because it’s TOO FUCKING CROWDED! This is not Kramerbooks’ fault, I want to make this clear–but the space is tiny and there are all these dumb DC hipsters desperately trying to hitting on one another and standing in front of any single book you want to look at because all the guidebooks say “this is the place to meet other smart singles,” and after a while you just want to get out of there because you’re so claustrophobic and so irritated at the non-book-related activities jamming up the place.

Busboys and Poets. Progressive, lots of great events and readings, great staff, plus good food and good bar and music. Can’t go wrong here. But it’s not someplace I get to a lot, sadly, since it’s kind of a pain to get to from my place. I’m more apt to drive up the street to Politics and Prose most days than switch Metro lines to get over to B&P.

Borders on K Street. Yes, it’s a Borders, but a pretty damn good Borders and they have a gigantic fiction selection and excellent history section at this one. If you can’t find it at another bookstore, and you gotta shop chain, this is the place to go.

Other

The National Zoo (which is right across the street from my apartment–wave and say hello!) and which is a really great zoo that funds all kinds of important wildlife rescue efforts and happens to have NEW BABY LION CUBS THAT ARE THE CUTEST THING THE WORLD HAS EVER SEEN.

The Hirschhorn is a great modern art museum. The Phillips Collection is excellent, also. The Spy Museum is fun but costly. The National Portrait Gallery is neat, as is the Library of Congress. The National Mall sucks balls and I apologize for its ugliness in advance. We have no money to make it not ugly. All the other touristy stuff, you have guidebooks to tell you about. Some of it is cool but I’ve been to all of it so many times I never want to discuss it again.

Welcome to DC! If you’re from the south or the west, it’s really cold so bring a warm coat and lots of sweaters. And sensible shoes. If you’re from the midwest you’ll be fine. In fact you’ll laugh at the mildness of our winters.

And feel free to email or comment or whatever with questions, if you have them. Have fun! Hope to see you here, soon.

Robert Kloss and the Remix Project

So, hopefully many of you have been following the really, really neat Writer-in-Residence stuff that Necessary Fiction has been allowing to happen over their site.

This month, Robert Kloss is going to be remixing stories from other writers, and having them remix his own as well. For the first half of December, check out Necessary Fiction every day for a new remixed story from this very cool project. As Robert describes it:

It follows logically, then, that the idea of a remix also directly relates to the old conflict of authorship, although I’m not certain if a remix emphasizes or diminishes the author in favor of the text. I do know that I attempted to reshape every work I remixed into my “style” and I often worked hard to misunderstand the intentions or the meaning of the story I was remixing. In a way, I suppose, I wanted to be inspired by the wrong things.

I love that. Reverence to text is overrated. I can’t wait for Robert to be inspired by all the wrong things about all these stories in the coming weeks. He’s got a dark, twisted mind, so be prepared. Put the kiddies to bed first and then check out the stories to come, starting tomorrow.

 

 

Sci-Fi Books that Should Be Classics

Nominated by scientists and writers. Some of these sound really cool–and must be added to my list ASAP.

Big Thank Yous to Greg Gerke and Art Voice

…for nominating my piece in Buffalo’s Art Voice, “May We Shed These Human Bodies,” for the Dzanc Best of the Web 2011. I’m so flattered, and very happy because this piece is one of my very favorites from this year.

Thanks!

Into the Weekend: Quick Links to Striking Things

The Statue of Liberty was struck by lightning recently. (Well, really it just looks like it was struck by lightning–in actuality, it hit behind the statue.) You know what I’d think if I saw this happen? I’d be waiting for the damn statue to get up off her pedestal and start walking around, a la Ghostbusters.

Mel Bosworth‘s Grease Stains, Kismet, and Maternal Wisdom is back and buyable from Brown Paper publishing. Yay! I LOVED this book. Such an enjoyable (and uplifting, for once!) reading experience. Stay tuned for a review any day now.

Ethel Rohan‘s story collection, which is going to be spectacularly good and is titled, “Cut Through the Bone,” is available for pre-order today and ships December 1st and thereafter. So it would make the perfect gift for the lit lover in your family–or maybe several lit lovers. Click here to pre-order, and to see the second book trailer.

I’ll be reading the Queer Issue of PANK this weekend. Curated by Tim Jones-Yelvington, with all his creative power and honesty plus a host of great writers and the always good goodness of PANK, this one is sure to be terrific.

In Which Everything is Surreal

Chris and I are at the Mothman Festival in Point Pleasant, WV today. (For those not familiar, check this out.)

I’ve eaten a corn dog and a funnel cake, watched part of the Miss Mothman Pageant (don’t ask), checked out more Mothman merch than you would ever believe (including a sweet Katakana Mothman tee that Chris picked up) and now we’re sitting in a dark theatre waiting for the unveiling of a new Mothman documentary. Rule.

It’s all way surreal. It was surreal last night, too, driving to West Virginia, where I’ve never been. (I have to admit, as a Northern city kid from birth on, the South is always kind of surreal to me.) So it was just part of the surrealness last night when I found out decomP nominated one of my stories for the Best of the Net Anthology. It still is. I’ve never even been nominated for any kind of writing anything before, so this is really neat. Thank you, Jason and the awesome decomP! You guys rule. For real. And not in a Mothman t-shirt way, but in a real, awesome, high-quality, consistently great, devoted to promoting online writers and writing kind of way. Thanks!

Now to watch this movie. God, I hope they turn off this butt rock they’re piping through the speakers soon. It’s making me queasy.

Or maybe that’s the deep-fried Oreos.

Happy Birthday, Super Mario Bros.!

Cake by Artisan Cake Company

That’s right. Today is a very, very special day. Super Mario Bros. turns 25 years old. One quarter of a century of the most famous video game character ever.

As Luke Plunkett over at Kotaku notes:

It seems almost pointless marking the occasion with a round-up, or a few paragraphs outlining his importance to video games – and video gamers – because it’s Mario. He isn’t important to video games. He is video games.

So here’s to Super Mario Bros. (And the amazing peeps who made this Mario street art.) One of the first–and still one of the best–video games I ever played.

You Can See Inside of Me

You should REALLY check out Jason Freeny’s anatomical toy sculptures. Not to mention the rest of his art. Very, very cool shit to be found here.

I would live here.

I always thought living in a houseboat would be really unpleasant: sort of sickening all the time, giving you land legs and mosquito bites and the permanent smell of polluted, gross water.

But I would deal with all that to live in this houseboat. Holy damn.

A Bushelfull of Bloggity Links

Harvest Time by Matthew Lyons

Stephen Colbert decides to start a for-profit online school:  Steven Colbert “University.”

Two must-read “Folktales of America” by Emily Mitchell can be found in the brand-new online TriQuarterly. Actually, the whole thing is a must-read.

Sinclair McKay on my favorite movie fight ever:

And then the fight itself. It’s the implacable violet of the compartment night-light that somehow sticks in the mind, the only point of stability in a breathtaking blur of fists, punches, swings, kicks, all choreographed in this claustrophobically small space.

And Isaac Chotiner on McKay’s new book about Bond. Which I shall obviously have to read.

The Rumpus interviews the fantastic Lydia Davis.

And a gentle, loving reminder: GO PURCHASE Aaron Burch’s How to Predict the Weather and Matt Bell’s How They Were Found! NOW! Before you kick yourself in the teeth and head because they’re all, all, all gone.