I don't usually go into the DCist pool with any expectations, but on this humid, sticky, and soon to be stormy Friday, I wanted to post something that elicited a big smile. Though I was tempted by both the obvious and the silly, this photo by krisetya of these "aspiring" footballers and their Dr. Seuss socks wins out. The crime scene tape running through the middle of the field adds compelling questions about this... more ›

While I can’t yet rank it against the city’s other offerings, Bukom Café seems as good a place as any to acquaint yourself with West African cuisine. Despite its location below The Reef’s upper levels, it’s far from sceney as it offers refuge from the drunken mayhem lurking just outside its doors. The sunken dining area offers semi-seclusion in the rear, while the tables on the main floor provide a view of the house band. Though the band was in the groove, Bukom's food was clearly the main event. more ›

Ah, Silver Spring. Even the name suggests silver lining optimism. Despite that it’s the ‘burbs, plenty of former city dwellers are making the commitment to buy real estate, open restaurants, and set up shop in what was previously considered a place to pass through as opposed to a destination. Perhaps Silver Spring is growing into what Clarendon wanted to become, before condos and retail chains began chipping away its character. In five years, will Silver Spring suffer the same fate? more ›

Eponine. more ›

. Both books are published by Dave Eggers’ McSweeney’s, the literary empire we either love to hate or hate to love (which is it, again?). more ›