Hey hey, it’s weekend time again. Based on the slim output from our writers I have to think most of them have started already. And who wouldn’t? It’s beautiful outside. Why are you even reading this? Go on, shoo, go grab a drink on a patio or something!
Alexia: Starting my weekend off loud, playing a show with my band The Torches, along with DC’s Drawbridges and Brooklyn’s Pearl and the Beard at Rock & Roll Hotel. Saturday getting my hair cut at my favorite salon near 15th & P, and will probably have to swing by SweetGreen to satisfy my froyo addiction afterwards. Saturday night heading over to the Warner Theatre to get my funny-bone tickled by Jim Gaffigan! Can’t wait! (Hot Pockets…) Sunday I wish I could be lazy, but I’ll probably need to work in a training run on the W&OD trail before heading to the National Cathedral at 4pm for the Cathedral Choral Society‘s all-Mozart performance, including the gorgeous Great Mass in C Minor.
courtesy of Hoffmann
Tom: It’s nearly grilling season! This weekend I’m off to Pharmacy Bar for the 13th Street Meats sale, as well as back to Shaw’s Tavern for some additional brunch. Last week’s exploratory trip may just make it our new weekend place, especially since they’re opening at 9am. Brisket on toast with sauce mornay? Yes, please. I’ll also be attending the rally for Kenyan McDuffie at Wohlfarth Gallery in Brookland, as well as getting my act together, as I’m joining the leadership team of the Brookland Neighborhood Civic Association as its Vice President.
Fedward: Saturday my friends over at Forum Theatre are hosting a Symposium as the “culminating event” of their Female Voices Festival. And just down the block from them the AFI Silver is airing animated and live action Oscar Shorts at almost exactly the same time, but since that also airs on Sunday I should be OK … except we’re also booked Sunday afternoon for a private party. Plus Saturday night I need to make a cheesecake for a bake-off Sunday night which clashes with at least two different Oscar viewing parties. Or maybe I’ll just sit at home and cry about how I have too many things to do at once, and just miss them all.
Don: It’s catch-up week for me. Which makes it just like every other week, I suppose. Jane, stop this crazy thing! I’ve only got two get-out-there social goals. One is catching Peter Pan – the Boy Who Hated Mothers. The other is getting out to the Passenger for some bacon pancakes, which someone implied to me might be going away. Madness!