With truly brilliant staging.

The kitchen’s closing, and it’s last call. In less than one week, I leave my native Washington, D.C. for the San Francisco Bay Area. For someone who loves food and drink, the move means fabulous produce (some, ideally, from the fruit trees in my future backyard), proximity to wine country, wonderful restaurants, and burritos, burritos, burritos! But it also means leaving family, friends, and food memories here in the District. So before I skedaddle, I’m…

This week, among the city’s other offerings are those being conducted as a part of the “Fall for the Book Festival.” For more information, hit up their website. MONDAY That famous opening line of Anna Karenina has done more to fill the retail shelves with memoirs than just about anything else. Take that, opening line of Moby Dick! Alison Bechdel adds to the canon with Fun Home: A Family Tragicomic. Politics and Prose, 5015…

Outrageous prices for not-so great food — the issue of stadium concessions is pretty interesting. So interesting that Slate’s Daniel Engber wondered and found out what it’s like to be a beer vendor. Aside from in airports and on airplanes, where else can you be subjected to a limited number of relatively unappetizing, uncreative, unhealthy concoctions that are sold at unbelievably high prices? Even the July 2006 revamping of RFK Stadium and the new food…