An Afternoon in Georgetown
I was recently lucky enough to spend some time in Washington DC. It was a pretty spontaneous trip to a city I didn't think I would have the chance to visit any time soon. After a moonlit ride to the airport and a quick nap on the plane we woke up to spring in Georgetown.
For any out-of-towners like me: Georgetown is one of the most beautiful neighbourhoods in DC filled with trees, blossoms, and beautiful brownstones. It's a neighbourhood that jumped immediately to the top of my list of "Places I'd Like to Live One Day". Anyone want to hire me to be a diplomat?
With buds just barely beginning to bloom in Toronto, we reveled in the weather and spent the afternoon exploring the area and smelling the flowers.
Eager for some lunch, we made our way to Martin's Tavern. It's a nondescript little pub on a Georgetown corner that's been open since 1933. It's the oldest family-run restaurant in Washington and has hosted countless American Presidents and important politicians. It's also the place where John F. Kennedy proposed to Jacqueline Bouvier in 1953.
Martin's Tavern on a busy Sunday afternoon.
The main dining room.
We were tucked cozily into a tiny booth next to the door and left to peruse the menu.
Next to each menu is a list of some of the Tavern's most notable tables. We deduced that we were in the "Rumble Seat" where JFK liked to sit and read the Sunday newspaper. The food is good, but nothing special. A trip to Martin's Tavern is definitely more about the history and ambiance than the culinary experience.
Eggs Benny on crab-cakes with a side of homefries.
Bagel with cream cheese, smoked salmon, and fixings.
After lunch we wandered through the high-end boutiques on M Street. If you're looking to shop, this is where you'll find Rag & Bone, Kate Spade, Barney's, J. Crew, Sephora... the list goes on and on...
Tired from our early flight, we popped into Dean & Deluca for coffees and treats. We definitely need a Dean & Deluca in Toronto... but for now I'll have to satisfy my cravings for crème brulée doughnuts when I'm south of the border.
(Yes. I said crème brulée doughnuts. If I've whetted your appetite and you're nowhere near a Dean & Deluca location, head to Glory Hole Doughnuts in Toronto. They're the best I've had in this city so far, and may deserve their very own blog post sometime soon.)
We took our treats down to the Georgetown Harbour and enjoyed the sunshine next to the Potomac river, happy to be on holiday.