You ever been so excited to visit a restaurant and it turns out to be deplorable? Yes! Deplorable. The perfect word to describe this place. Well, I wanted to use shitty, but unfortunately, that wouldn’t make me sound articulate. I’m pretty sure there aren’t enough adjectives to describe how “shitty” this place is, so I’m
“Howdy bub! Let’s go get some supper shall we?”- Cowboys, probably. Quick fact, this restaurant was founded in this same location in 1880 by John Ignatius Beuchert, a German immigrant and prominent Capitol Hill businessman. Legend has it that throughout Prohibition, Beuchert’s operated as a speakeasy, behind such fronts as a Singer sewing machine store and
Well… What if you don’t have any siblings? Can you still come to this restaurant alone? Do you need to adopt someone before dining here? These are the asinine questions I ask myself, because I’m bored and my mind wanders a lot. When it’s not wandering, I’m probably thinking about food. But, who isn’t? By
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