Fine dining

Posted On June 6, 2010

I had planned on eating lobster and headed across the road to Beck’s Brasserie on corner of 11th and K to fullfill my want. Alas, my silly tourist brain had forgotten it was Friday night and it was packed. I’m not one to wait so I headed south two blocks to the Capital City Brewing Co.

I naively thought as I ate my burger and drank my beer that this was not a substitute for lobster. Then, I noticed the ketchup bottle and was reassured. It was bottled especially for fine restaurants – such as the one I was in.

Phew! I avoided the plebs again as fine diners all around me hurled abuse at the ice hockey, quaffed beer and discussed their “interesting” opinions on the BP oil slick.