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Jamestown, Williamsburg, and Great Wolf Lodge

Josiah Chowning’s Tavern in Colonial Williamsburg.

Last Thursday I accompanied my son and the entire fourth grade at his elementary school on a field trip to Jamestown, VA. His school is so big that the children took up two commercial tour buses. The accompanying parents drove separately, so we got up at 5am to get him settled on the bus before our little motorcade embarked on the three-hour drive south a little after 6am.

Colonial Williamsburg has been on my VA bucket list since we arrived, but I have yet to muster the motivation for the six-hour round trip. So this seemed like the perfect opportunity to help out a bit as a parent and to check a few things off the list. I got permission from his teacher to keep him out of school the following day and booked us in for two nights at Great Wolf Lodge in Williamsburg.

We first stopped on Jamestown Island to see what was left of the fort, then we visited the Glasshouse and the reconstructed Jamestown Settlement. The kids didn’t seem particularly interested in the history, and there was much scuffing of small shoes in the dirt during teacher and guide lectures. But there were a few highlights…like the statue of Pocahontas, the musket demonstration, and the ships you can climb on. Other than that, I think the kids were just happy to be running around outside.

Fall colors at the entrance to the Jamestown Fort and the statue of Pocahontas.
Overlooking the James River.

Here’s a bit of quick Wikipedia history for you, if you’re unfamiliar with the area: “The Jamestown settlement in the Colony of Virginia was the first permanent English settlement in the Americas [and] served as the colonial capital from 1616 until 1699. […] In 1699, the colonial capital was moved to what is today Williamsburg, Virginia; Jamestown ceased to exist as a settlement, and remains today only as an archaeological site. […] The museum complex features a reconstruction of a Powhatan village, the James Fort as it was c. 1610–1614, and seagoing replicas of the three ships that brought the first settlers, Susan Constant, Godspeed, and Discovery.”

I keep meaning to watch the Netflix series Jamestown, but haven’t gotten around to it yet. Kids would probably enjoy the Disney movie Pocahontas, even if it is historically inaccurate. And I thought the cinematography was great in The New World when it came out in 2005. Will have to watch that again now that we’ve been there.

The Glassworks was pretty cool. They had bright fiery kilns, two artists that were actively sculpting glass, and an extremely expensive gift shop. The school purchased a glass paperweight for every student, which I thought was super sweet and said as much. My son’s teacher pointed out that the fact that the cost was included in the field trip fee. But I still thought it was a nice idea.

Inside the Glassworks.
The ships at the Jamestown Settlement.

The buses left around 3:00 to head back to Falls Church, so A and I cruised over to Great Wolf Lodge, which was by far his favorite part of the entire trip. I figured this was the only time we’d probably be staying here, so I booked a “Wolf Den” room with a queen bed and a bunk bed in a little alcove decorated like a wolf den. I figured there was a 50/50 chance of A actually wanting to sleep in it by himself, and he didn’t. So happily the room also came with a pull-out couch.

The whole place was amazing for kids, and apparently there are 18 of them scattered across the country. It was like a Disney-themed hotel with big fake trees and log cabins in the dining room, paw prints on the carpet, and a giant fire place decorated with stuffed wolves and bears. They also had a spa, gift shops with pick-and-mix candies, a Dunkin Donuts, a Build-a-Bear workshop, an arcade, an ice cream parlor, and separate pizza and burger kiosks.

Wolf Den room (internet photo).

The food was mediocre, but the main attractions were the giant indoor waterpark with half a dozen heated pools and slides and the MagiQuest scavenger hunt. We ended up only going in the pools one time, but A spent hours running up and down the halls and riding the elevators back and forth between the floors with his infrared wand collecting virtual gems and herbs and battling dragons. He LOVED it.

On Friday I managed to drag him out of the hotel for a few hours to check out Colonial Williamsburg. We parked at the Visitors Center and walked along the path through the Great Hopes Plantation, along a tiny section of the Colonial Parkway, and into the living-history museum. It’s free to wander around the town, but if you want to go in any of the buildings (other than the restaurants) you have to pay for a tour.

The one thing that I wanted to do was to eat at one of the colonial restaurants and “order a local craft beer and keep the traditional salted mug,” as advertised on their website. So we stopped for lunch at Josiah Chowning’s Tavern, which opened in 1766. I loved the architecture and the history, but our waitress was a bit surly, and the food wasn’t very good.

Walking along the Colonial Parkway.
The coveted tavern mug.

And the mug was disappointing! If you wanted to “keep” the mug, it was an extra $19 in addition to the cost of the beer. You might as well buy one in the gift shop. And there wasn’t a cool picture on it…just the name of the tavern. But the beer was great! They were out of the Spiced Ale, so I had the Weekend Lager. I usually find lagers boring, but it was a lovely color with great flavor and brewed locally by the Alewerks in Williamsburg. I’ll have to see if I can find some more of their stuff at home.

Outside of the living-history museum is the historic section of Williamsburg called Merchant’s Square. It looked really cute and reminded me a lot of downtown Alexandria. And this was definitely the right time of year to go. Not too crowded, the trees driving through Northern Virginia were absolutely amazing with their fall colors, and it was cool enough to walk around comfortably. So I’m happy that we went, but I’m not sure that I’d make the effort to go back.

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Maryland Renaissance Festival – Huzzah!

Entrance to the MD Ren Fest after most of the crowds had flowed through.

This event has been on my radar since we lived here in 2008, but we’ve never made it. It runs every weekend from the last week of August through the last week of October. This three-day weekend, I was feeling a bit stressed about bidding and life in general and figured it would be the perfect opportunity to get away for a while…but not have to worry about elaborate travel plans.

So I booked us into an average hotel off the highway in Annapolis for two nights and bought two tickets to Ren Fest. We weren’t in a hurry, so I took my son to his usual taekwondo class on Saturday morning, dropped the dog off at boarding, and took a leisurely drive up to Annapolis. So far, so good!

I picked the hotel because it was close to the festival location and because they had two separate beds in the room. For some reason, all the other hotels I found assumed everyone sharing a hotel room wants to also share a bed. I don’t sleep when kicked. So it was a little more than I was planning on spending, but I was even less thrilled when I saw the condition of the place.

It was really run down, with spider webs in the pool furniture and broken screens with glass shards on the exercise equipment in the gym. Apparently it’s usually a fairly cheap hotel, but they had literally tripled the price of our first night. I assume it was due to the fact that it was Columbus Day weekend; there was a Navy college football game going on downtown (they pounded Tulsa 45-17, by the way); and there was also a sailboat show. I wasn’t happy about paying so much, but the staff was nice, and they were very responsive when I called to complain about our loud partying neighbors at 11:30pm.

And the pool and the hot tub were functional, so A and I had a nice relaxing dip and then went to Macaroni Grill for dinner. I figured he would enjoy drawing on the paper table cloth, and he did! The food was pretty bad though…seriously overcooked shrimp scampi. I had worked at a Macaroni Grill for six long months back in my 20s and mentioned it to our waiter. He wasn’t particularly interested and didn’t even make eye contact until he brought me the bill at the end.

Anyway, another reason that we hadn’t been to Ren Fest yet was that I’d seen pictures of how insanely crowded it gets. I had been told to arrive as early as possible to avoid the crush of people, which is also why we came up the night before. The park opened at 10am, so we arrived a few minutes early, found a nice place to park, and waded into the sea of people ready to go in.

The place was pretty good sized, and it is really well done. It’s modeled after a 16th-century English village and covers over 27 acres. Each year, the festival has a theme. According to their website, this season’s theme was as follows:

Revel Grove, Oxfordshire, England

The year is 1532. King Henry VIII has separated from his wife, Queen Katherine, and is determined to secure a divorce and marry Lady Anne Boleyn.

The King, Anne Boleyn, members of the Boleyn and Howard family, as well as friends in the royal court visit the village of Revel Grove as part of their annual summer progress and the village’s Harvest Festival.  This year they are in a joyous mood, as they are making their way to Dover, to then sail to Calais where France’s King Francis I will meet Anne Boleyn.  This recognition by Francis will show support of the relationship, and prove to the world that Anne is worthy of being Queen.

The King and Anne are in high spirits, as they feel the future is bright and they will shortly be able to wed.

Mayor Richard Mondes, his wife the Baroness Marney, and all of the villagers of Revel Grove are on hand to welcome the King, court, and all of our gracious guests to a fabulous day of feasting and fun!

The crowds.
Enjoying the costumes.
Cheesecake on a stick…mmmm.
More food on sticks!
A brave attempt on the spinning bridge.
Scaling the castle walls and waiting for a glass-blowing demonstration.

There were lots of great costumes roaming around. And the experience of it was…okay. I think if I had been alone, I could’ve spent the whole day there wandering around, checking out the fun medieval artisans, eating turkey legs, and drinking mead. But it was still way too crowded for me. And I even had some cranky staff member get confrontational with me for taking a picture of the cool medieval bar she was working in. I must’ve missed the no photo policy on the website…oh, wait, there isn’t one!

My son had a good time though…he made a bee-line to the first shop selling dragon toys, then found the handmade wooden swords and axes. He then shocked me by diving into a life-sized maze by himself and scurrying up a 25-foot climbing wall. I did finally get a plastic cup full of mead though. 🙂

So, I’m glad we got a chance to do it. But I don’t think I’d make the effort to do it again. If you go, definitely try to go early. We left around 12:30pm, and there was a line of cars several miles long waiting to get into the parking area. Huzzah!!

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Car Troubles

…aka “A Good Reminder that Things Aren’t Necessarily Easier in the US.”

Sometime last month, my car failed the VA state vehicle safety inspection. Apparently, two little orange marker lights weren’t turning on with my front running lights. They put a pink “FAILED” sticker on my windshield and told me I had two weeks to fix it.

I immediately made an appointment with my Hyundai dealer as they’d replaced a burned out headlight several months ago, so I was hoping they could fix it for free if it was something under warranty. On the day of my appointment, the car suddenly wouldn’t start. I called my free USAA roadside assistance for a tow to the shop since we were going there anyway.

But he didn’t show up…for four hours…and we missed our appointment. When he did show up, he got the battery working, so we no longer needed a tow…but he recommended we replace the battery immediately. There was a parts store down the road that did free battery testing and installing, so I went there, confirmed it was almost dead, and replaced the battery.

Another week passed, and I decided to skip the dealer and just have the small inspection shop fix the lights because it would probably be cheaper. They checked out my car and told me the wiring was all screwed up and that I should take it to the dealer.

Made another appointment with the dealer, and my son and I sat in the waiting room for an hour while they looked at the car and finally told me that I needed two new headlight assemblies. (A little backstory: my ex-husband had tried to replace a bulb in my blinkers while we were in Iceland by cutting into the back of the housing and wiring the light directly while watching YouTube videos. Apparently the wiring was now failing because my husband had cut off some connector.)

The dealership suggested that I order the parts myself online because it would cost $1,200 for two headlight assemblies through Hyundai. I eventually ordered the parts through Amazon for 1/4 of that price. One of them showed up a few days later…the other one disappeared in the mail…for two weeks. It arrived the day after I ordered a replacement.

[The supplier said no problem, just refuse the new package when it arrives, and we’ll refund your money when it returns to the warehouse. Except I couldn’t reject the package because UPS dropped it at the front of my door while I was out. I took it to the post office, but because it was a large box, they told me ground wasn’t an option…and that my only choice was 2-Day Priority Mail for $55. WTF??? I thought that’s exactly what ground mail service was for…but clearly things have changed since I’ve been away.]

Anyway, I took the car and the new lights BACK to the dealership. The guy I had been working with was out, so someone else installed them (though he didn’t do a very good job). Afterward he said that I didn’t need new headlights, I just needed the wiring fixed. WTF??

But, hey, they gave me a free state safety inspection, and I finally have that damn sticker.

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Bidding Update

So bidding season has now reached the halfway point. Final bids are due on Oct 18, and handshakes go out on the 28th. Of the five bids that I submitted, I was only serious about my top three. The fourth and fifth bids were down stretches (salary grade), which are a pain to get since most places don’t want to pay you more to do a job with less responsibility…plus a ton of people bid on these two posts…so I was basically just using them to fill out my bid list. They’re all cold in the winter, of course. 🙂

Last week was literally a week of ups and downs for me. It looked like this:

  • Monday: Found out I was on the short list for my #1 post. Yay!
  • Tuesday: Was told that I didn’t even get an interview for my #2. Boo.
  • Wednesday: Received an email saying I was on the short list for my #3 post. Yay!
  • Thursday: Was informed that the school at my #1 post can’t take my son because they’re short-staffed. Boo!

So I’m really hoping things work out for my #3 post!! It’s a wonderful location, and I would be more than thrilled to live and work there. The only reason it was third on my list was because the first two would’ve been slightly easier to manage as a single mom, and #3 will take a little more…coordination.

For post #1, we would’ve been housed on a housing compound that was about a five-minute walk to work. The one school is about 30 minutes away, there’s a shuttle from the compound for the kids, and the job was very 8-5 with no overtime. So life would’ve been fairly simple. I could always be to work on time, and my kiddo’s commute would be one hour less in a day that I would have to worry about childcare.

BUT the host government is also being a bit stingy with visas at the moment, and there’s no guaranteeing that MED would clear my son for this particular post. Also if the school is short-staffed, the morale is probably low, and the existing teachers overworked. Plus we’d be in an apartment with the dog. So it’s probably for the best.

Post #2 was another manageable post with the embassy and international school being about 10 minutes away from each other and little to no overtime required. It’s a very safe place with good public transportation, so young children are quite independent. And the school was happy to take my son.

BUT we probably would’ve ended up downtown in an apartment, which wouldn’t have been ideal with the dog. But it would be better than having a house an hour away in the ‘burbs. After-school care isn’t really a thing, so if A is getting home from school before I get home from work, I don’t want home to be too far away.

So I am now clinging to post #3. It too has schools that are close to the mission (one is right across the street), and we might possibly be able to get a house with a fenced yard for the dog…depending on how long the commute is. The job itself requires a fair bit of overtime, but the school we’re looking at does have after-school care, so the question is…will it be late enough? If not, I will have to find an alternate solution. I am more than willing to do so…we just have to be assigned there first!!

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Bidding – Wake Me Up When September Ends

After months (years) waiting for bid season to start so that we can get back overseas, it finally opened on September 16. I had all my bids in by 8:30am, and now I am not-so-patiently waiting until October 28 for handshakes to go out. “Hurry up and wait.” The real State Department motto. 😉

I’d be happy to tell you all about my bid list, but I don’t want to jinx it (and technically we’re not supposed to). Rest assured I am only bidding on cold places in the Northern Hemisphere above 45°N latitude. Gotta get out of this disgusting summer climate. Yesterday was September 23, and it was 95F. Fall is nowhere in sight, but many of the leaves have just dried up and fallen off the trees…heat exhaustion presumably.

Bidding has changed quite a bit since I first started in 2011. Back then, you had to bid on five to 10 posts, and they had to be in at least three different geographic regions. If you had not been to a 15% or higher hardship post in the last eight years, you were considered a “fair share” bidder, had to bid on one, and could not accept a handshake for a nicer post until stretch season three or four months later…a few years ago the hardship level was raised to 20%. And all of your family members had to be medically cleared for the post you were going to before you could accept a handshake.

Happily, most of those rules have gone away since then. They realized that most positions were being filled by people that actually wanted to be in those places for one reason or another. The geographic requirements disappeared while we were in London. And the fair share and family MED clearance rules were amended just this year. The only catch is that if you accept an assignment and get paneled, and they still don’t clear your family, you’ll be in a very awkward position.

In 2017, I bid on eight posts and had five interviews. Nothing worked out overseas initially, then Brussels popped up, and then we ended up medically curtailing, lost Brussels, and ended up back in the States. MED is still holding my son’s leash (god forbid they let an adult parent make an informed life decision about their own child), so we’re not able to go very far afield, and I’m forced to bid on some pretty popular and competitive places. So we’ll see how it goes. I am trying not to sound quite so sarcastic and cynical during interviews. 😉

And I am still holding out hope that we’ll get one of my top three posts and that MED will clear my son. If they don’t, I’m not sure what our options are. I can’t afford to stay here indefinitely, and I’d be pretty pissed if I “wasted” all of the money my mom left me on rent in DC when it could go to A’s college or toward buying an actual home in the future.

Plus there’s the fact that my current job will be going away next summer, and someone else will be taking it. So I’d have to find another job here in DC if we can’t go abroad. Another option would be if MED clears A after bid season but before next summer, perhaps I could find us a “now” position…one that’s popped up randomly between the regular bidding cycles.

I have had two interviews that I thought went well, and I’ve been able to meet with some of the managers associated with different jobs while they were passing through FSI for training, which is a great place to be during bid season. So I will try to stay positive and take things one day at a time.

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Sickness and the Single Mom

I got sick a couple weeks ago…really sick. Like I don’t think I’ve ever been that sick in my life. I woke up one morning (a couple weeks after my son had had a quick case of bronchitis), my chest was tight, and I was feeling extremely tired. But we had fun plans for the day with a friend, and you never really know for sure if it’s going to be a big deal or just an off day.

So I got out of bed, took a shower, and we went to lunch, then went downtown and went to the Natural History museum, then drove over to Alexandria for gelato and walked around. It was about 95 degrees, which sucks to start with, and I could slowly feel the strength and energy draining from my body.

The next day (Monday) I went to work for a couple hours and couldn’t stop coughing. I knew it had to be bronchitis and immediately made an appointment to see the doctor. She didn’t seem too concerned, made sure that it wasn’t the flu, and I managed to talk her into giving me antibiotics since they’d worked almost instantly for my son.

I wanted to get better as soon as possible because we had a big family trip to Alaska planned, and we were scheduled to leave on Sunday.

Unfortunately she didn’t give me the same antibiotics that worked so well for my son, she gave me different ones…and told me that I should start feeling better in about 48 hours. Well, 48 hours came and went, and I couldn’t even visualize what feeling better might look like as I coughed and wheezed all day and night, completely lost my appetite, and had a fever off and on throughout every day. I tried to watch TV on the couch, but it was actually overstimulating. So I basically stared at various architectural features inside our apartment and drank water for a week…and eventually acknowledged the fact that I was going to have to cancel our trip. Happily, I had purchased the ticket on air miles, so it was a simple online cancellation and small fee when we rebook.

The challenging part was that I still had a kiddo and a dog to take care of. Thankfully, the kiddo was in his last week of summer camp, so I could just drop him off in the morning, and then pick him up around 5:00. And he was almost nine years old, so he was actually pretty helpful and well behaved. The dog was pretty well behaved too, but I had so little energy, I looked like something out of The Walking Dead when I took him outside and could only make it about halfway around the parking lot before going back in. When it became clear that things weren’t improving, I finally drove 15 minutes down the road and boarded him.

The doctor’s office was, of course, closed over the weekend, and my doctor was out on Monday. So by the time I saw her again on Tuesday, a full week had elapsed, and things had pretty much gone downhill. I’d lost seven pounds (mostly water unfortunately), and my oxygen levels were below 90, so she sent me off to get a chest x-ray at the Virginia Hospital Center in Arlington. Nothing like driving all over when you’re sick. A few hours later, the x-ray confirmed that I had pneumonia, and my doc started talking about putting me in the hospital.

Well, that wasn’t exactly convenient for me. What would I do with my kiddo? They reassured me that he could stay with me, but how the hell was I supposed to feed him? The idea of wandering through endless hospital halls looking for meals was much more exhausting than sitting semi-comfortably at home. And I’m sure he would’ve totally freaked out if he saw me all tubed up like Peter Quill’s mom at the beginning of Guardians of the Galaxy.

So I pretty much refused and insisted that we try new medicine first. My doctor was annoyed, but agreed to give me different antibiotics, an inhaler, and steroids. Not sure why she didn’t give me an inhaler the week before when I was clearly having breathing problems, but hey, better late than never.

Happily, all the new meds worked, and I felt visibly better the next day. My doc did manage to make me nervous though…lecturing me about the fact that people die from pneumonia every year (although my chances of death were probably only about 5%, very comforting)…and how I had a little person counting on me to take care of him. But the right meds helped drastically…even though they had a few side effects.

At one point, I took my temperature, and it was 94.9F. As anyone who loves living in cold temperatures knows, your body goes into hypothermia below 95, and your heart, nervous system, and other organs cease to function normally. I thought of telling the doctor but figured she’d put me in the hospital immediately. My normal temperature is always a bit lower than 98F, and at least it wasn’t a fever. So I vowed to keep an eye on it…and it crept up to 96F a couple hours later.

I also developed a massive rash on my face. It was clearly a reaction to either the new antibiotics or the steroids. Again, probably should’ve informed my doctor, but I’ve had food allergies for years and know when I would normally get worried. My tongue wasn’t swollen, it wasn’t spreading, and my breathing wasn’t any more difficult than it had been before, so again, I figured I’d keep an eye on it…and take some Benadryl. I only had to get through three more days of pills.

And I did!! Two weeks of sick leave and one scrapped family vacation later, I was finally on the mend and feeling well enough to return to work. The annoying cough apparently is going to linger for some time, but at least my lungs no longer sound like someone is letting air out of a pinched balloon.

It is a total bummer being a single mom and not having family close by to help out in these situations. If my mom had been alive, she probably would’ve been on the next plane. But we made it through. And one of my awesome girlfriends came and picked my son up a couple times when he was out of camp the last week for playdates so that I could rest, which was so appreciated!! She even offered to take him overnight, but he didn’t want to leave me. Thank you, CA!!

I have also learned an important lesson…that it is absolutely not worth pushing it when you’re not feeling well. I always tell my son to listen to his body. I guess it’s about time that I listened to mine as well.

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DC Restaurant Week 2019

Restaurant Week at Circa.

Because I love food and restaurants, I was very excited about this summer’s DC Restaurant Week. They have a handy website where you can sort by neighborhood and mealtime. So I tracked down two restaurants near work for lunch last week. All participating restaurants charge $22 for an appetizer, main course, and dessert.

On Monday, two co-workers joined me, and we went to Circa in Clarendon. And it was…okay. We all had the Brussels + Blue appetizer, which was pan-fried Brussels sprouts, Applewood smoked bacon, a thick balsamic vinegar, and blue cheese dressing. It was really good…even though two of the three of us spent a significant amount of time in the bathroom after lunch. Not sure why, but this was the only food item that we had in common.

Unfortunately, the main course was rather disappointing. I ordered the Rustic Italian Flatbread, which turned out to be just sausage pizza with a fancy name. One friend had the Circa Burger, which was also pretty basic, and the other had the Blackened Chicken Mango Salad, which was also okay.

For dessert, two of us had the Dark Chocolate Torte with crème anglaise, candied walnuts, whipped cream, and raspberry coulis. We thought the torte would be nice and cakey, but it turned out to be a brick of fudge with a bit of sauce on it. Way too rich. I ate half and brought the other half home to my 8-year-old, but he didn’t like it either.

I’m also a bit judgey with waitstaff having spent the better part of my 20s working in various restaurants, and I know that basic customer service doesn’t take that much effort. So I notice certain things…like if you make eye contact with your customers when they’re walking out after their meal and don’t bother to say thank you or have a nice day.

I might expect this overseas, but in the US where people are supposed to make money on tips and actually be pleasant, it annoys me. I also asked for a glass of sauvignon blanc. She didn’t tell me that they had two options, she just gave me the one that was the most expensive.

So the best part about our lunch at Circa was the company…and the fact that I found a parking space right in front of the restaurant.

Today, I went out solo for lunch #2. I picked McCormick and Schmick’s in Crystal City because I was in the mood for seafood. (Honestly, when am I not in the mood for seafood?) Again, first thing I noticed was the lack of customer service. I walked through the door, and the host completely ignored me. He was on the phone filling out an elaborate banqueting services request, which is fine. But he didn’t even acknowledge that I was there. So after a few minutes, I simply walked past him to the bar area and sat myself at a nice table near the window.

Restaurant Week at McCormick & Schmick.

The bartender wasn’t effusively friendly, but she was pleasant enough and brought me a Restaurant Week menu when I asked for it. I was starting to wonder though when she disappeared, and it took almost 20 minutes to bring me the dessert, even though I was only one of two people in her area.

But the meal was okay. I started with a cup of She Crab Soup, which tasted like clam chowder with really dry and overcooked chunks of crab in it. Wouldn’t order that again.

For the main, I had the Chicken Française, which was super good. It was a large thin piece of chicken crusted with Parmesan and served with mashed potatoes, Mediterranean caponata (eggplant and celery in sweetened vinegar), and lemon butter.

I chose the Crème Brûlée with diced mangoes for dessert. The bartender said it took a long time because they had to cut the mangoes. But in the end, it wasn’t that great either, as the mangoes were under-ripe and fairly bitter. There was a layer of mango sauce on the bottom of the cup that made the cream coagulate, and the caramelized sugar tasted burned. But who knows, maybe I’m just being really picky today.

I’ve had similar restaurant experiences since I’ve been in DC…where part of the meal is great, but the rest is unremarkable. So far I have only been WOWed by two places…Jaleo in Crystal City and Ambar in Clarendon. They both happen to be tapas restaurants. Jaleo is Spanish, and Ambar is Balkan, and the food was just amazing. The flavors, the creative combinations, and the presentation were all fantastic. I would highly recommend them!

And that is what Restaurant Week is all about! Trying out new places that you might not normally visit for a much more reasonable price. 🙂 Bon appetit!