I know what you’re thinking: Barbecue — in Arlington?! Well, it just goes to show: You shouldn’t judge based on your preconceptions. That’s right: Texas Jack’s does good ‘Cue.
If you don’t know where Arlington is, “Pentagon” and “Blast Radius” may remind you. In the shadow of our nation’s capitol, this mega-suburb was originally part of the District until Virginia took it back after decades of of mismanagement and neglect. It’s a hodgepodge of skyscrapers, hotels, million-dollar postage-stamp houses, Reagan National Airport, and more Starbucks per square mile (more…)
The Washington D.C. Beltway is the deadliest stretch of highway in North America. It goes from two lanes up to twelve, often without warning, and connects I-95 with half a dozen commuter highways, none busier than I-270. Here, lawyers and lobbyists come together and kill each other daily while playing bumper-tag in Audis, Beemers, Priuses, and Teslas. Some would say that’s the best public service they’ll ever perform in their abbreviated lives, but who am I to judge? All I’ll say is this: Never ever but never take these roads during rush hour.
Fortunately, the Black Hog is open at 11am daily, and Urbana (just off I-270) is only one of three locations — the best, though the two in Frederick come close. Here can be found some of the best ribs, sauces, and barbecue in the world. They’ll serve your ribs wet or dry (more…)
And here you thought arcades were a thing of the past.
The Boxcar is precisely what the arcades of your youth were not. Those machines were filthy, nasty, and poorly maintained; these are pristine and beautiful. The crowd back then was smelly pimpled kids sucking Jolt Cola; now, they’re well-groomed urban professionals mixed with college students, and the beverage of choice is craft beer on tap. And let me tell you, the beer is damned good — too good, in fact; it’ll affect your game if you’re not careful.
Speaking of games, let me tell you about the games. Not only do they (more…)