Tag Archives: Bloomingdale

Getting robbed sucks and other obvious news

Living in DC sometimes requires us to make sacrifices. And for me that sacrifice is sunlight and humanity—my life is largely spent living underground in a basement apartment. This arrangement allows me to save rent money and cultivate a fondness for other burrowing creatures (or as I like to think of them, allies). In this […]

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A Girly Girl’s Guide to Bike Commuting

People are often a bit surprised when I tell them that I’ve taken up the habit of commuting nearly everywhere by bicycle. Their confusion is understandable – I have no history of practicality, athleticism, or being aware of my surroundings. In fact, the reasons that I waited so long to take a stab at cycling […]

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Furniture transformations for people who aren’t good at things

I really adore my new apartment in Bloomingdale. I love the low rent, the exposed brick, and the suspiciously high amount of light for a basement unit. I love the fact that I have access to three different Metro lines, and I love the fact that a local loiterer recently yelled, “Whoo! There’s a new […]

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Hurricane Irene: A Survivor’s Testimony

As a (heretofore) lifelong Chicagoan, I haven’t had to contend with much in the way of natural disasters. Sure, we get a few tornadoes, furious winters, and what I am led to believe are nearly universally horrific sports seasons, but we are generally shielded from catastrophe. I’ve never experienced an earthquake, a mudslide, a significant […]

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Columbia Heights Greatest Hits

As of August 2, the Broads of the Beltway will be neighbors – I am moving into a charming little nook on 1st and R, a loogie’s range from my beloved Big Bear Café. Since I pop over to Chicago for several days beginning tomorrow, tonight is my penultimate evening in Columbia Heights.  I’m swapping […]

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Something for your book club to bitch about

Bitch is the New Black: A Memoir seems suspiciously like “chick lit” from first glance. The only thing missing is the standard heels and/or shopping bags on the cover. When I initially picked it up, I fully expected it to be yet another fluff book geared towards a young female audience… which truth be told, […]

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Launch party at Shaw’s happened, was stellar

A warm, enthusiastic, giddy and colossal THANK YOU to each and every person who came to our launch party last night. Shaw’s Tavern went above and beyond the call of duty, and we were so excited that they were so accommodating of our lil’ event that they held their soft opening in conjunction with it. […]

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Well-played, DC

The last thing I’d want you to think about me, as the co-writer of a DC-based blog, is that I am some surly Midwestern grouch with an appetite for nothing but whining. When I am not bitching about bars with no chairs or inappropriate things to sprinkle on comfort food, I manage to find things […]

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A lazy girl’s guide to northerly bicycling

Earlier this month, I became a first-time adult cyclist. I am already a complete asshole about it. Don’t get me wrong – I have been an asshole since the very beginning. I admit that searching Craigslist for a phrase like ‘vintage ladies cruiser’ constitutes, by any definition, a grave act of urban assholery. The bike’s […]

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Further ruminations on watercress

My last post elicited some strong reactions. The editorial board of Broads of the Beltway is in strong agreement regarding the sass about Rustik Tavern, and about DC pizza generally. Others (I am not identifying them as ‘my friends and co-workers,’ because I want to give you the impression that this blog is more popular […]

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