exploring summer afternoons and summer nights in dc with old friends, crawling through restaurants, bars, and having that 행복한 고민 of trying to choose among an assortment of scrumptious-sounding items on a menu, blowing more money on one night than you spent the entire week: life is good.
the book of wisdom warns that death is begotten of the devil, while life and happiness are begotten of jesus and are the natural order of the universe. thus, only through association with the devil does something experience death. it disturbed me because it sounded like dogmatic propaganda attempting to scare people into following the church “or thou shalt die, you evil fuck, and everyone will know you associated with the devil.” but on second thought, perhaps sloth, complacency, and fear are the true devils stopping me from going out and living my life.
i feel reinvigorated, revitalized, revivified after this weekend. i have to keep enjoying my life and remembering that this is supposed to be a scenic route, not a racecar track.
Leopold’s dinner: AMAZING appetizer with bleu cheese and caramelized beets(?), and ridiculously scrumptious dessert
rhino sucked, bandolero was chill, and fur is insane.
Paul’s has awesome croissants, marvin’s tavern was cute, idyllic american place, but piccolo has amazing angel hair pasta and OMG the long-desired seared salmon special was a treat..