Or maybe the weekend goes through the 20th if you get the day off. I don’t, so I’m in denial. Don’t ruin this for me. Make sure to tweet a bunch as if you’re screwing off at work on Monday so I don’t catch on, k?
Paul: As I’m sure you’ve all heard, it’s Restaurant Week. That means long, hard hours, all week long. So I’ll just have to play all the harder this weekend. First stop after work? Cafe Saint-Ex for their brilliant Three Course Recovery, a pint can of Narragansett Lager (Rhode Island pride!), a shot of Old Overholt, and a pedialite. After a few of those, I’m sure I’ll be ready for anything (14th Street fight club, anyone??). If I wasn’t shaking the tin like mad all weekend, I’d be sure to check out Charles Ross’ One Man Lord Of The Rings at The Birchmere. I might skip out early Saturday night for Talib Kweli’s free DJ set at The Lodge at Redrocks (sorry folks, early last call tonight because your bartender wants to listen to some hip hop). Sunday I plan to unwind with a last look at The Phillips Collection’s Van Gogh exhibit before it’s packed up in February. Without fail, I’m sure I will be forcing everyone to drink absinthe Sunday night (you don’t have work tomorrow, after all).
Don: The most exciting thing coming up for my weekend is doing something for a future event – getting tickets for a live Welcome to Night Vale show on 3/4 at the Lincoln. It’s still not on their website but they mentioned it on twitter a few days back. Tickets go on sale this Friday – probably when you’re reading this – at 10am and you can peep former local Cecil Baldwin with your own eyes. Past that point I have little plan but doing nothing, maybe going to see an open house to settle my curiosity about a renovation in my old neighborhood, and enjoying the lack of rain. I see this glowing orb thing outside as I type this and am unsure what it portends. But I LIKE IT.
Tom: What a week. Thankfully, the end is near, and playtime is coming. With a chill coming, we’re going to be looking for indoor pursuits, but something to get us out of the house. We’ve been pondering a trip down to National Harbor to take in the Children’s Museum, and what with the new ferris wheel plans for the space, it might be good to see what’s up. After that, I have to find a good place to watch my 49ers play the Seahawks, but that’s a different kettle of fish. Perhaps my friends at Boundary Stone can hook me up.
Fedward: Friday night I’m going to a sold-out living room concert by Alec Ounsworth of Clap Your Hands Say Yeah. It’s not my first living room concert, but it’s my first in a decade, so that’ll be interesting. Saturday will be exciting because I can finally take the cat to get his feeding tube removed. The fine folks at Friendship Hospital for Animals and Dupont Veterinary Clinic have all been very friendly, supportive, and helpful as he’s gone through a month of recovery from some liver trouble. I just can’t wait for him to grow back all the fur they’ve had to shave off in the process of getting him well. Sunday I don’t have much of anything planned except the usual brunch at the Passenger. I can’t believe they introduced a new menu last Sunday and I wasn’t there to try it.
Rebecca: It’s Ladies Night for me on Friday with a girls happy hour at Dupont’s Boardroom. I’ll be playing games (maybe a little Charlie’s Angels action?), grabbing pizza next door and sipping brews to mark the end of a long, but solid work week. Saturday I’ll hunker down at Landmark E Street Cinema for an Oscar nominee movie binge fest. Let’s see Her, Dallas Buyer’s Club, Philomena and foreign film’s The Great Beauty and The Past. Where do I begin?!!!! Sunday brunch is on at Ireland’s Four Courts for their ridiculous brunch buffet and English Premiere League action. Then, my mainstay the past few Sundays has been the Palisades Farmer’s Market and I’m LUV’IN it. The meat quality is absurd, so I’ll stock up on short ribs, whole chicken and some pork shoulder for slow cooker loving, and then it’s dark leafy veg time (kale, swiss chard, collards, cabbage, etc.) NOM NOM NOM.
Tiffany: I recently discovered PostMates, which is sort of like Uber-meets-Kozmo.com, so I’m going to reward myself for a week of excellent working-mom organizational skills and meal planning by having DCity Smokehouse delivered. Saturday night you may see us on U Street for a goodbye party for my two favorite District Curmudgeons. (ed note: you’ll actually see them wandering around looking for the rest of us, as that’s actually two weeks later. SHHH don’t tell!) Sunday I want to get out with the stroller, maybe a walk to Noyes Park so the Bridgelet and I can get some fresh air.