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W Hotel (POV) – Washingtong, D.C.

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One of the things my roommate and I were most excited about was the ten degree spike in temperature we were gaining on our journey “down south”. We took our coats off (in February) and basked under the somewhat sunny skies. It showed us a sign of hope that our winter drear was soon to pass. We deserved this good weather with only two days to sight see. After a quick gander by the White House, the next stop was the W Hotel, known for its rooftop bar called POV.

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It was finally lunch time and one can only stare at the teeny-weeny White House and protesters for so long. As passionate as their topics were they lacked any “oomph” in the delivery.

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We arrived at the W and took the elevator up to the roof to find a buzzing terrace overlooking the entirety of D.C.. Although the skies were overcast, it was a pretty impressive panoramic view. Everyone was nearly naked for it! While snagging some seating was a bit of a challenge with the overwhelmed hostess, we managed to secure a high-top table after giving names and waiting on a list. It gave us a chance to stare at the skyline and sip sugary cocktails that took me back to 2002…Apple-tini anyone? (Mixology is not their strong point.)

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That’s the view.

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This is what I ate: I opted for the Caesar salad and added shrimp for a small fortune. (+$9.00 shwimps = $23.00 salad experience) To be fair it was a delicious salad. Warm weather, crisp romaine and kale with a glass of Jean-Louis Trocard, Bordeaux Sauvignon Blanc ($12.00)…PPM was a happy girl!

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I couldn’t believe they had the nerve to charge $5.00 for some bubbles in my water.  They can only get away with these prices on a roof with a view. This is what I get for coming to a bar that prides itself on being “A place to see and be seen.” (PPM would rather see that five bucks in her wallet.) Silver lining: My drink came in an actual glass and not your typical plastic rooftop sippy-cup.

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Happy ladies on the town…Why do I always have the most expensive tab without trying? Next time I would come here at night for the pano-view and skip the underwhelming food selection. Champagne… Champagne is always a safe bet! There’s no messing that up!

Peace, Love & Bubbles 4eva

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UNION MARKET – Washington, D.C.

Every NewPeanutPimpMama1-300x300-Yorker reaches a point where their life style changes and suddenly residing here is a love hate relationship. This city chews you up and spits you back out leading you to live college-life well into your 30’s. If life doesn’t suck you into an outer-borough (or NJ cough*) you’re left with no option but to venture to greener pastures and to try and find something to fill the void that a decade in NYC leaves you with. This has led me to investigate my options, so I decided to check out D.C..

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I made our drive south even longer by leaving my wallet at home. I did not discover this until nearly exit 7 on the turnpike. We made it to D.C. by 1:30am and finally laid our weary heads to rest. The next morning my roommate’s friend introduced us to UNION MARKET. I was so excited for all of the eats ahead.

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Union Market has a historical background and concept with efforts to create a community for entrepreneurs and food vendors. It is a rather large building positioned in a meat market area. Contrary to NY’s Meatpacking District, theirs actually functions with plenty of meat purveyors instead of nightclubs, overpriced restaurants and bars. One can actually come here and purchase animals for consumption!

imageLike most of these indoor markets that have become super trendy to beat the rent hikes, it has become a game of “How many vendors can we cram under one roof?” In order to get my bearings and concentrate, I had to start off with a coffee. Thankfully this was visible from the entrance and poured by Peregrine Espresso.

A very serious coffee vendor…I had a whole show with a filter and a funnel and a hot pot of water they slowly poured over grinds for my entertainment. I really want to believe it does something magical. Make me a believer!!!

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I decided to order teh “Buziraguhindwa Sundried, Burundi”. (Try saying that fast three times.) Great play on my name when I picked up the cup though! (PPM winks*)

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After a couple laps and gawking sessions and multiple intriguing vendors, we found some egg-product at Mason Dixie. A vendor that prides themselves on gourmet biscuits, premium fried chicken and classic comfort foodies…They make a mighty-fine breaky sammy I must say!

imageThere is my breakfast up close and personal. (Pictured Above: Three eggs and cheese on a freshly baked buttermilk Mason Dixie biscuit) Superb! I made sure to request a side of sriracha as well as their pimento cheese spread. PPM <3’s pimento cheese!

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In addition we ordered the bacon, egg and cheese on their famous cheddar biscuit. It all disappeared withing minutes. (Three girls vs. two biscuits)

imageDon’t think you can finish all that decadence? All good… They give you their adorable box to take home your leftovers.

imageWhile you may have to split up into teams and fight for a seat, Union Market is worth a look-see. Our breakfast treats made for some fantastic sightseeing fuel that day. I even managed to get a photo in front of the Supreme Court. The “cheesing” only started here since PeanutPimpMama “loves her some” old buildings!

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Chez Napoléon – Midtown West, NYC

My affinity foPeanutPimpMama1-300x300r all-things-French started when I was 18. I took all of my graduation money and pissed off to Paris. There were a couple of angry family members that found out my money was not being saved for school books. (#prioritiesalwaysinline) It was a life changing trip and I have to admit I have been running away to France ever since. Once in a while it’s nice to have a little taste of it minus the thousand dollar plane ticket. If there’s anything that NYC lacks, it’s proper French food at an affordable price.

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Happy to say there’s hope just yet! I was recently introduced to Chez Napoléon, a very impressive NYC-institution serving French-Foodies since 1960. Much like the teeny-weeny little man himself, this tiny Midtown -resto has a BIG attitude for such a petit-space.

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I was invited to join some friends for dinner that had been telling me about this place for ages! I chuckled as I entered this tiny time-warp with a bar just yonder proudly sporting a curtain with the colors of the French flag. I soon realized they make good use of space by condensing their tables (making the word romantic an understatement). My friends were cozily tucked into a corner and greeted with toasted baguettes, warm rolls and a little pot of the most amazing dijon based dressing. I wanted to spread it all over my life. I made sure to leave some room for our Artichaud Vinaigrette, Pâté Maison and the Celery Remoulade starters. Chez Napoléon’s house dressing is something they know they do well. It makes multiple appearances throughout the meal and they promote it on their website. They may as well come out with a bucket and a straw!

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Straws… drinking… We have to talk about this bar situation. (Pictured Above): The Peachy-Keenie is shaken with two generous shots of peach vodka and I suspect a splash of Dole peach juice. I won’t lie… The diced peach brought me right back to pre-school in a really good way! #instantfruitcupaction

(Photo Credit @davetitle) The rather stern bartender doesn’t mess about here. He shakes up martinis that will leave you saying “Oui Oui” in no time. After your second round, the third seems like such a great idea. Afterwards…tu est fini!

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Our amazing server (from Marseille) gets a notable mention! Her accent added true authenticity to our experience. The service was spot on and she served each and every potato with pride. For dinner I shared the Moules Marinières along with the catch of the day which was a lovely piece of salmon served with the buttery potatoes and some julienne vegetables. If you’re looking for a real “bang for the buck” check out the prix-fix menu which includes a starter, main and dessert for $34.00. It’s like restaurant week all year round!

Fo Real Yo… Dat Ish Was “finger lickin’ good” right down to the last drop…Thankfully there was plenty of apparatus to dunk with.

Of course we made sure to order their famous dessert soufflé which you request with your meal. Evidently they can take up to an hour to “reach perfection”. I totally missed the different flavors they offer though…Grand Marnier, Chocolate, Vanilla, Lemon and Coffee oh my!

 

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