When was the last time you were laying down and randomly said, “I want some barbecue. Not traditional barbecue, but something different.” Well, that was me this past week when I had a taste for something unique. Washington, D.C. isn’t known for Barbecue, hell, I’m not sure what D.C is known for. (Please let it
Duck. Duck. Duck. Goose. Remember that game? Can you imagine the thought of someone telling you that you’re going to eat duck for dinner when you were younger? How disgusting did that sound? I don’t know about you, but I grew up on chicken, beef, and fish as my desired meats in my household. If
I’m writing this post with a Glock 37 in my left hand as I type all the words with the other like a four-year old spelling out their name. As much as you believe everything I say, sadly I’m not telling the truth about me holding a gun. In fact, this restaurant has nothing to
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