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Food Shopping: Number 1 Sons Kimchi, Kraut & More

16 Apr

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Ever tried Korean kimchi before? Kimchi is a spicy, pickled, hot-as-all-heck mixture of fermented (read: pickled au naturel) cabbage that’s frequently a garnish, condiment and all-around addition to Korean cuisine.

It’s also delicious.

Which is why, when I ran into the Number 1 Sons booth at this past Saturday’s Silver Spring Farmer’s Market, I stopped, tasted, and purchased some kimchi-licious goodies.

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A Toast to DC: District Wine Festival and Cherry Blossoms

11 Apr
Oh my gosh, love this. This was right before we bought gigantic cups of bubble tea. #Mmmmm. #nomnomnom

Oh my gosh, I love this. This was right before we bought gigantic cups of bubble tea. #Mmmmm. #nomnomnom

This weekend, one of my absolute favorite people — my college bestie Laura — came to DC for a packed weekend of cherry blossom-visiting, belated birthday celebrating, city-exploring, Metro-riding, and … wine drinking! While she was in town (from all the way in an unnamed Southern city — gotta keep a little anonymity in this Age of the Interwebs, kids), we hit up a great combination of touristy good times and foodie fun.

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DC Dining: Horace & Dickie’s

3 Apr

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The Washington Post had a somewhat Lenten-themed feature a few weeks ago — and while we’re officially post-Easter, my love of all things meatless most definitely has no expiration date.  The Post decided to highlight a DC institution, Horace & Dickie’s seafood on H Street NE.

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Food Shopping: Trohv in Takoma Park, MD

20 Mar

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Fun times on GKG today! A few weeks ago, I visited one of my favorite stores in the DMV, and took a slew of pictures to capture my adventures. THT was good enough to come along and explore Trohv in Takoma Park, MD (their sister store is in Baltimore, for any Charm City readers out there!) one afternoon.

Trohv is something of a hipster / mid-century modern / stylish & contemporary home goods store. Some items are high-style. Some items are cheeky and fun. Some are for kids, some are for a grown-up’s inner kid. Overall, the vibe is funky and fun. And the kitchen goods? Delightful. While there isn’t any actual “food” in this food shopping post, their decor de cuisine is just plain fun.

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Food Shopping: World Market & Williams Sonoma

8 Feb

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Time for another food-venture in shopping! This weekend, to prepare for a Mardi Gras-fest with some DC friends (details and Jambalaya recipe pending!), I ventured to the foreign land of Friendship Heights — which really does sound like a foreign land — to hit up two favorites. First, World Market supposedly had a killer collection of Mardi Gras goodies. Secondly, Williams-Sonoma is always worth a perusal.

And, thankfully, I took my camera! Here’s a fun round-up of what I found at both stores. Let’s laissez les bons temps roulez at two fun chef-friendly outposts.

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Restaurant Reviews: The Hill’s Good Stuff Eatery and DC-3

10 Sep

Mmm! Hey, beautiful! Say hello to the Bulgogi & Kimchi dog at DC-3. Scroll down to read more!

 

Pennsylvania Avenue is home to more than just, y’know, that little White House at good ol’ 1600. When you take Pennsylvania Ave. in the opposite direction of the White House, heading southeast, you hit the heart of the Hill.

Image courtesy of cloud9living.com. City on a Hill! Heh heh, I kill myself.

Er, Capitol Hill, that is! One of my favorite neighborhoods in town, the Hill is home to many a fun food shop, fresh market, and tasty restaurant. Hill’s Kitchen and Eastern Market are in this neck of the woods, as are two restaurants I’ve recently tried – Spike Mendolsohn’s Good Stuff Eatery on Pennsylvania, and DC-3 Hot Dogs, just off of PA Ave on 8th SE.

While these two foodstuffs establishments are a few blocks apart, they epitomize – to me, the not-quite-native-but-not-a-newbie resident – the fun flavor of Capitol Hill. It’s business in the front, party in the back: a kind of mullet-of-a-neighborhood with great bars and restaurants in the shadow of the seat of one of the most powerful governments in the world. Fun, hip, down-to-earth  – what’s not to like?

Image courtesy of foursquare.com. Just a few stops on Capitol Hill’s 8th street SE.

For starters, Good Stuff is likely the wider known of the two, mostly due to its founding chef’s celebrity pedigree. Spike Mendolsohn competed on Top Chef in a former life, and now spends his time opening DC restaurants, including Good Stuff and its pizza-serving twin, We The Pizza (I know – THE PUNS!) next door. Good Stuff focuses on what Spike sees as just that – the good stuff, a.k.a. juicy burgers, homey & dressed-down fries, and a milkshake or two (or more).

Image courtesy of eatworkplay.com. And their logo has a cow. Lurve it.

While their impressive mayo and sauce bar may get a lot of publicity, along with sandwiches featuring fried eggs or those named after a certain Mr. Obama (featuring bacon, horseradish and Roquefort cheese), it’s the unsung heroes of the menu that got my attention. On a visit to Good Stuff with my visiting sister, I sunk my teeth into a Michelle Melt (the Mrs. Obama burger, featuring “Southlawn Herb Garden Mayo” and Swiss cheese) and was surprised to note the patty’s protein of choice: turkey.

Now, normally, turkey burgers have a reputation for being culinary hockey pucks. Still, I order them on a regular basis, in an attempt to eat less saturated fat and out of the erstwhile hope that the turkey burger won’t suck. This time? To quote the Good Stuff motto: Goodness. Gracious. The juices dribbled down my chin. The spices tickled my taste buds. The combination of mayo, cheese, turkey, lettuce, tomato & bun so perfectly married in my mouth that you’d think divine intervention had a hand in the union.

Image courtesy of mindbodygreen.com. Confession: I didn’t have time to take my own picture, because I was too busy inhaling this bad boy in far fewer bites than Miss Manners might deem ladylike in her most generous mood. NOM NOM NOM.

My sister’s standard turkey burger, topped with creamy avocado and a slew of veggies, was just as delicious. I think we both said, “Excuse me for a minute; this burger and I are having an intimate encounter” at the same time.

In short, when you check out Good Stuff, don’t just hit it up for the touristy benefit of Spike’s endorsement (or the fact that the place has been featured everywhere from the Food Network to the pages of “Every Day with Rachael Ray,” which prompted my mom to ask, “Honey, have you gone to that … Good Stuff place?”). Go for the turkey burger. (And maybe one of those toasted marshmallow milkshakes.) Your taste buds will thank you, even if your cardiologist has a few choice words for your arteries.

Image courtesy of Seriouseats.com. Oh, what’s that? Yup, it’s drool on my keyboard.

The second Capitol Hill joint I hit up recently was DC-3, a humbly outfitted hot dog joint right on 8th street, in the mini-neighborhood known as Barracks Row. 8th SE is a quick right turn from Pennsylvania, and features some of the city’s most interesting and quirkiest restaurants. DC-3, with its old school, pilot-and-plane-themed décor, proves no exception.

Cuuuute, right? I dug it.

I had previously scouted the place through Yelp (always a risky move – you never know who got paid to say “the roach on my salad really added to the experience” or whose hyperbolic praise masks real-life health code violations), and discovered that their 16-item “Regionals” menu focused on famous dogs from around the U.S., including the rarely seen outside of Arizona “Sonoran Hot Dog.” They also reportedly had a classic Chicago-style hot dog on the menu, and this former Midwesterner was too intrigued to pass up the place.

More cute decor — a map of each hot dog’s region of origin. Cooool.

No waiters, no muss, no fuss: at DC-3, patrons simply order up a dog at their vintage-style counter, and dogs come in a red plastic basket lined with wax paper. DC-3 does indeed sport both Sonoran and Chicago-style dogs, as well as their most popular and most legendary frank: the Q’s Seoul Bulgogi & Kimchi.

This monstrosity is a testament to the Korean-American story in the best heartburn-on-a-bun way possible. A crisply toasted, simple white bun is topped with the ubiquitous dog; then, a hefty serving of bulgogi, a classic Korean beef dish; and finally, the spicy, funkalicious kimchi. The kimchi gleams with fluorescent orange and muted green, and the ends of the dog just barely peek through below the monstrous toppings. It is, in a word, delicious.

Other DC-3 highlights include the Maine Red Snapper (with white sauce and onion relish), the Seattle Pike Place Ultimate Fish Dog (just fish, no fish-and-dog combo, which is probably for the best), and a falafel-fest known as the California Left-Winger.

If you find yourself on the Hill and feeling a bit noshy, check out either Good Stuff or DC-3. Both are delicious, and both are shockingly wallet-friendly for a town that seems to prize itself on pricey dinner menus. Both places make for a great take-out lunch, too – after ordering from both establishments, I ate my lunch in the shadow of the U.S. capitol, sitting on a park bench and enjoying the summertime sun as it made that majestic white dome gleam.

Pretty cool.

“Food” Shopping: DC’s Hill’s Kitchen

21 Aug

As much as I love me some Target-scoping or Home Goods exploring, big box stores have their limitations. One, they tend to be low on quirks. (Fun fact: small business owners are just quirkier people.) Two, your neighborhood friendly sales rep is just as likely to hate their job (“Angst. Angst. Angst”) as they are to know the answers to your queries. And three, they’re often less aesthetically pleasing. (At least on the outside. Can’t say I envy the look of concrete blocks topped by … concrete blocks.)

Hot stuff right there. Ow-OW.

Which is why, in restaurants and in shopping, my bias is often in favor of the “little guys” – the small businesses, the locally owned joints, the places whose owners could just as easily be your second cousin or high school buddy. When it comes to kitchens, cooking and foodstuffs, these sorts of establishments tend to be fiercely local. Can’t say I mind that.

My favorite kitchen-stuffs establishment (and I say “kitchen-stuffs” specifically – this is a food-free establishment, and I’m only just beginning my tours of DC’s gourmet food shops. Review of the Cowgirl Creamery is pending – a mini-review in two terribly punny words? Holy Cow!) in the District is Hill’s Kitchen. Hill’s Kitchen (heh heh, get it? Love.) is located, not-so-surprisingly, in Capitol Hill. Specifically, it’s just across Pennsylvania from the entrance to Eastern Market, in a strip of D Street shops between 7th and 8th Streets SE. Easily accessible by Metro, Hill’s Kitchen is open Tuesday through Sunday, and their wares have served me well.

“Come on in!” said the cute & gigantic doorway.

My first purchase – after a few scouting trips, during which I spent most of my time drooling over what hey had to offer – was none other than my cast iron skillet. The salesgirl I spoke with was super-knowledgeable about the ins and outs of cast iron, instructing me in how to care for my new friend and season it properly. [She also warned me about its flesh-frying properties, which – in hindsight – I probably should have remembered better!]

Regardless, knowing that the proprietors are affectionately familiar with their wares gives me confidence in buying from them. It’s the opposite of my experience in most big box stores, which – while this frugal gal loves her some chain-store-sized discounts – can sometimes lack a human element. When Target gives you the option of scanning your own merchandise to figure out prices when no red-wearing employees are to be found, I start to feel like our devolution into cyborg-osity is only that much closer.

Or we might all just turn into Bender from “Futurama” in 100 years. Can’t say that’s a bad thing.

My second purchase, then, was a SWEET silicone cover that’s designed for the handle of – you guessed it – my cast iron skillet. In addition to devices that will save me from future scarring, they carry pretty much anything you’d want in your own midgie (or not-so-midgie) kitchie at respectable prices. Highlights include specialty honeys, oils and vinegars; an excellent array of cookbooks; every possible decorating tool for frosting a cake, cupcake or even overly-decked-out-s’more; and a great collection of cute and cheeky tea towels.

Here’s a shot of their wares from a feature on Apartmenttherapy.com. Lots to explore!

Could you find the same item for less on eBay or Amazon, or even in the hallowed fluorescent aisles of Target and Wal-Mart? Maybe, but if you shopped there, could you have a chat with your salesperson about the exciting prospect of taking the store’s own knife skills class? Nope.

Yep, that’s right – on the Hill’s Kitchen web site, they list a number of cooking and kitchen-based classes that you can take right on their property. If you check this page, you’ll see one-session courses in knife skills, farmers’ market-based menus (how fab does THAT sound?), and no-cook pasta sauces. Sounds like they’re right up this girl’s alley.

Here’s a short from one of their classes featured in a recent Washington Post story. Dig in!

So if you find yourself in the vicinity of Eastern Market and are looking for fun shopping diversions, head to D street and poke through Hill’s Kitchen. Who knows – you might find your next big culinary adventure.

R&R: Le Pain Quotidien and Not Quite Vegan Tofu Scramble

10 Jul

Note: “R&R” is an easier “abbrev” for Review and a Recipe. Helps keep things simple.

From the wordsmiths at http://www.thefreedictionary.com:

Noun1.portmanteau – a new word formed by joining two others and combining their meanings; “`smog’ is a blend of `smoke’ and `fog'”; “`motel’ is a portmanteau word made by combining `motor’ and `hotel'”; “`brunch’ is a well-known portmanteau”

My favorite portmanteau, by far, is brunch. Brunch, I might argue, is epitome of the good things in life. Sleep in late? Time for brunch. Can’t decide between breakfast food and lunch food? Time for brunch. Got a hankering for scones AND a sandwich? Time for brunch, indeed.

image sourced from gourmetcoffeecorner.com. Are you drooling yet? I know I am.

DC, luckily enough for this lady, is VERY into the brunch scene. Maybe those politicos and high-powered government folk like to blow off steam over coffee, omelets and Monte Cristo sandwiches. (If Texts From Hillary were still going, I like to imagine one pic might reference Hil noshing upon pancakes at a DC brunch joint and running the world.) This love is pretty evident all over the Interwebs, including here, here, and here; Yelp and Urbanspoon also have lots of message boards and lists related to DC’s epic brunch offerings. Booyah.

I recently hit up one of the DC outposts of Le Pain Quotidien for brunch with an out-of-town friend who was visiting the DMV. Le Pain Quotidien (French for “The Daily Bread”) is something of a hybrid between café-type joints like La Madeleine or Panera, with their fast-casual approach, and a sit-down-with-a-menu restaurant. With communal wooden tables, a rustic color palette, and a simplistic approach to style, Le Pain Quotidien really lets the food – and particularly the bread – sing.

I hope you’re not afraid of carbs, friends.

On an earlier visit several weeks prior, I was on the hunt for a refreshing afternoon snack. Their 100% vegan-friendly Chilled Gazpacho, made with a tomato base, loads of red peppers, drizzled with olive oil, and chock-full of fresh herbs and a sprinkling of cucumber, was the answer to my prayers. Served with a side of rustic wheat peasant bread and a Mint Lemonade, it hit the spot.

On my brunch visit, I decided to explore more of the menu’s options. My friend and I planned to split their Breakfast Basket, a selection of breads and pastries served with jams and a chocolatey, nutty spread, but due to a brief power outage the night before (sheesh, DC – there wasn’t even a storm!), few of their breads were available. The staff still lent us the spreads, however, and whatever bread they could scramble. Their wheat bread was a perfect base for the Apricot and Raspberry jams, and that Chocolate spread? Let’s just say I contemplated swiping the jar and running out the door.

image sourced from foodsherpa.com. I wonder if there’s a specific health code violation for digging your face into jars of Noisella in public places. Gotta check that one.

Their brunch offerings include the full lunch menu (featuring salads, tartines [open-faced baguette sandwiches], and various seasonal offerings), as well as a selection of breakfast goods ranging from Steel-Cut Oatmeal and cups of fresh berries to various omelettes and Riz Au Lait, a sort of breakfast rice pudding that looked delicious. In the end, I ordered a Tofu Scramble with soy cheese, mushrooms and herbs, and my friend thought their Asparagus and Parmesan Frittata, a seasonal item, looked like a winner. For the full menu, click here. It’s worth checking out for the photos alone!

My friend’s frittata was light and fluffy, chock full of asparagus and a generous helping of aged, nutty parmesan. My scramble was a bit of a gamble (tee hee, rhyme time – I kill myself); while I enjoy tofu in most forms (particularly marinated and stir-fried), I’d never had it “scrambled” like eggs before.  Would the scramble be as light and fluffy as the eggs I love? Or would it simply turn to egg-colored mush?

Like the men of “The Hangover” during that imitation-“Rain Man” scene, my tummy and I were richly rewarded for our gambles. The beauty of the dish was its creamy, so-totally-egg-like texture and flavor. It maintained that subtle soy character while taking on additional flavors in that beautiful way that tofu can do. Softly sautéed mushrooms, nutty soy cheese, and various herbs all played their part in making my breakfast something extraordinary. While it was a hefty portion, it disappeared from my plate in a manner of minutes.

image sourced from yelp.com. The mushrooms and soy cheese were real highlights in this light, fluffy dish.

I sipped my little pot of coffee (all coffee is served in an individual white ceramic pot, which was charming), enjoying the delicious flavors and good company. We were there for about two hours, and the staff never once rushed us through our meal. It did take me a good 15-20 minutes to get a spoon for stirring my coffee mix-ins, but that’s a pretty insignificant quibble in the grand scheme of things.

In honor of my lovely breakfast, I’ve put together a recipe for my own Tofu Scramble. If you’ve never really tried tofu, this is a great “gateway” into vegetarian and vegan eats. Enjoy! Note: You can easily, however, substitute traditional eggs for the tofu. Just use 4-6 eggs as your base.

Not-Quite Vegan Tofu Scramble – serves 2

Adapted from Gena’s Classic Tofu Scramble at Choosing Raw. Gabby at Veggie Nook has another great example, as does Angela Liddon’s Oh She Glows (more of a scramble-in-a-burrito).

You’ll need:

  • ½ block extra-firm tofu, pressed for 4 hours at minimum. (Explanation below.)
  • Cooking spray or olive oil
  • ½ to ¾ cup sliced mushrooms
  • ½ green bell pepper, diced
  • ½ white onion, chopped fine
  • 1 tbsp Bragg’s (vegan soy sauce) or traditional soy sauce
  • ½ tsp garlic powder
  • 1 tbsp chopped fresh parsley
  • ¼ tsp freshly ground black pepper
  • ¼ cup shredded soy cheese (or ¼ cup shredded traditional cheddar if you’re not going vegan). This takes the place of Gena’s nutritional yeast, a common vegan ingredient that adds creaminess and flavor to various dishes.

Here’s what you do:

Note: Pressing the tofu: Extra-firm tofu will taste better and absorb more flavor if you press it – removing the excess moisture – for an extended period of time. To press your tofu, layer it between two plates, lining each plate with a paper towel (the order being plate, paper towel, tofu, paper towel, plate). Top with a heavy jar or even a book, and leave in the fridge for 4 hours or more.

image sourced from finecooking.com. You get the idea.

  1. When ready to cook, spray a sauté pan with cooking spray or drizzle with minimal olive oil, heating the burner to medium-low (4-ish on your stove dial). Sauté the mushrooms, green pepper and onion until the veggies are soft. Julia Child says “Don’t Crowd the Mushrooms,” and if you’re concerned about following the Gospel According to Julia (as I often am), cook them first, then set them aside and cook the green peppers and onions.
  2. Crumble the tofu into bits using your hands, adding it to the pan. (Here’s where it will start to look more like traditional scrambled eggs.) Stir-fry until the tofu has warmed through.
  3. Add your spices, soy sauce, and pepper, stirring to combine. Finally, add your soy or traditional cheese, stirring thoroughly until the cheese is well-incorporated and begins to melt.
  4. Serve with your favorite scrambled egg fixins. (Mine may or may not be good ole processed ketchup, which probably explains why I’m unlikely to ever go fully vegan!)

image sourced from yelp.com. Enjoy the deliciousness!

What are your favorite brunch spots in the DC area, or in your own hometowns? Are you fans of tofu and other vegan or vegetarian ingredients, or would you stick to traditional eggs?

Review and a Recipe: The Quarry House

26 Jun

Picture it (you should be reading this in the Sophia from “Golden Girls” voice, by the way):

My inspiration in all aspects of life. No, but seriously.

Silver Spring, Maryland, 1926. A time when alcohol was banned in the United States, and we young folks found ourselves in strange establishments called “speakeasies,” hunting for booze in secretive locations around the city. It was exciting! It was romantic! It was probably unhygienic, given that we were in basements and back rooms. (God, I love that show. I may or may not be writing the rest of this review with her voice in my head.)

One of these former speakeasies can still be found today, open and operating in a basement under an Indian restaurant (how’s that for sitcom-esque?) right on Georgia Ave in Silver Spring. This fantastic, deliciously dive-y establishment is known as the Quarry House, and after visiting several times since I’ve moved to the DMV, I’m totally in love.

First, the booze: The Quarry House is known for having one of the most extensive whiskey and beer menus in the area, and for good region: their 10+ page beer menu is known as the Beericulum Vitae, and that doesn’t even include their dozens upon dozens of whiskeys, scotches, and other spirits behind the bar. There’s a shorter menu of rotating draft selections, too, if your indecisive self you want fewer choices. My advice? Try something a little unconventional. If it wasn’t for the Quarry House, I wouldn’t have come to appreciate various local Maryland brews, like The Raven Special Lager (how literary is that Poe-cuteness?) and others that they proudly display among other American, European and global offerings.

Just one of approx. 80 million pages.

Then, the grub. In some ways, you have your classic bar snacks, but with some twists: sandwiches, tacos, homemade chips, three kinds of pupusas, a.k.a. filled-nuggets-of-Salvadorian-deliciousness. Most of us ordered their super-tasty burgers on our last outing — if you opt for beef, they’re cooked just as you like — none of this “undercooked beef will cause you all sorts of nasty diseases” nonsense for the red meat lovers. The History Teacher (the boy’s official nickname from now onward) got a burger with bacon, Swiss, barbecue sauce and grilled onions, along with your basic burger fixins. Let’s just say its time of extinction was around 5 minutes after it arrived. I went with a veggie burger — a flavorful blend of what looked like beans, carrots and other veg-friendly ingredients — topped with soy cheese and grilled onions. Very happy camper, party of GKG.

But the ultimate, incredible, oh-good-Lord-do-I-need-these-now item that we ordered? Old Bay Tater Tots. I’m sorry, did my computer start malfunctioning? It must have, given that it’s covered in drool.

Did you know that crack came in spice form? I didn’t until I moved to Maryland. Good to know.

So simple: fried little potato nuggets, smothered in Old Bay’s spicy mystery blend of goodness. But they were, seriously, a revelation. Especially with a brewski and burger on hand.

To recreate these at home, you can easily just sprinkle Old Bay on top of your garden-variety tater tots. Or, you can take them to the next level, and try these Old Bay Sweet Potato Pan Fries. Thank the History Teacher for this one.

From our friends at simplyrecipes.com. Just imagine these smothered in Old Bay.


You’ll need:

  • Old Bay
  • 2 Sweet Potatoes / Yams
  • 1 1/2 to 2 cups oil (vegetable works fine)

Here’s what you do:

  1. Peel the sweet potatoes, and slice them into whatever size fry you prefer. (They make great steak fries)
  2. Heat the oil on medium-high to high heat, until a drop of water sizzles when you drop it into the pan. (If you have a deep fryer, trust whatever indicator it gives you)
  3. Fry the potatoes for about 10-ish minutes, or until crispy. Remove them with a slotted spoon, and place them on a plate lined with paper towels to drain. You can also give ’em a pat down with those paper towels to remove excess oil.
  4. Once they’re slightly cool, sprinkle ’em with as much Old Bay as you like. (Unless your sodium levels are a concern, there is no such thing as “too little Old Bay.”) Toss ’em to coat, and serve to the ravenous hordes.

Any Marylanders out there who can speak to the wonders of Old Bay? Or, if you live in the DMV, have you been to the Quarry House? If not, get your butt to downtown Silver Spring!

Food Shopping: Eastern Market

21 Jun

Here in the DMV (that’s DC – Maryland – Virginia for folks outside of the mid-Atlantic), there are a slew of farmer’s markets, outdoor markets, and flea market-style shopping establishments on the weekends. Rumor has it there’s even a Friday evening farmer’s market (with live music! So hip) in Petworth … hmm, adventures for the future …

Anyhoo — one of my absolute favorites is Eastern Market in Capitol Hill. The Hill, aside from that little white domed building you may know, is over in Southeast DC. It’s also one of the older neighborhoods in the city, with great architecture and lots of leafy trees.

Here’s their logo — cute, right?

Just off of Pennsylvania Avenue (yup, THAT Pennsylvania Avenue, though a walk from the White House to 7th street SE would more than earn you a hefty breakfast at the market), Eastern Market arguably the most famous of DC’s open-air markets, and with good reason! It has four main sections:

  • The South Hall Market, a gorgeous old brick building that houses most of their food vendors. I bought kimchi here once, and it was to DIE for. Mmm, food memories.
  • The North Hall Events Space, which is more of a community center for the locals. Events here are rotating, and you can check out a schedule here.
  • What they call the Weekend Farmers Line, an outdoor section with loads of GORGEOUS produce. I think I ate two or three servings of fruit and veg just from the samples! You can find a list of vendors here.

Mmm, veggies. Nom nom nom.

  • And lastly, there’s the Weekend Outdoor Market, which is more of a traditional flea market serving all of your crafty, antique-y and other interests.

Here’s the Farmers Line! (courtesy of dc.about.com)

The boy and I stopped at Eastern Market this past weekend, after I was picking up some pottery pieces I’d made at the Capitol Hill Arts Workshop (also extremely cool — check out their listing of summer classes here!). After sampling dribble-down-your-chin-good watermelon, just-made peanut butter, and a whole mess of tastiness from Eastern Market’s vendors, I know I’ll be heading back there ASAP.