Our city, splendid and powerful as it may be, is certainly not very sexy. While DC is infused with a vibrance and energy that other cities may lack, the sights, smells and sounds of a newly opened Pottery Barn, sprung forth from the rubble of a block of Southeast row houses do not provide quite the same sensory scintillation as, say, a South Beach mambo, or a West Village table for two. Capitol Hill sexploits,…

Sometimes you just need pizza. And even though Pizza Hut’s bipartisan pizza deal may seem tempting, you know that sometimes only wood-fired will do. This weekend, we found ourselves at Two Amys (3715 Macomb St. NW in Cathedral Heights) not once, but twice. (Once for dining pleasure, the second as a reward for helping a friend move out of his apartment. Yes, we’re pizza gluttons.) But we can’t help than notice that some local ratings…