Since 1990, Burma’s rightful Prime Minister – and only hope for democracy – has been a political prisoner under a military dictatorship built on a foundation of violence and intimidation. Thus, struggle is nothing new for the Burmese people as civil unrest has become analogous to the country for nearly half a century. For this, one can’t help but hope for better fortune for the people of Burma, be it in their native land or right here in D.C., like the success of a small, unassuming restaurant simply called Burma. Whether owner John Tinpe realizes it or not, the decision to christen his 2nd floor establishment after the country’s unofficial title is a strong testimony to his people’s continuous fight for democracy (Burma was officially renamed Myanmar in 1989 but pro-democracy advocates refuse to acknowledge the change).

Located one block north of the Verizon Center’s 6th Street entrance, many of Burma’s new patrons are the result of Wizards and Capitals fans seeking a culinary change of pace before or after cheering their respective teams to victory.

Confusion hit almost immediately after making the two-flight ascent when the absence of a visible host – or any employee for that matter – placed the customer in a choose-your-own-adventure scenario. Wait for staff to appear, find an alternate place to eat, or venture down a long hallway leading to what looks to be another separate dining area are the only choices. In addition to myself, a few fellow befuddled newcomers on this night would choose the latter.