My what a large democracy you have

Washington DC - Heming's wedding

What could be more romantic than Washington DC in July? Delhi? Mogadishu? Mobile, Alabama? Answer: If you like your Greek iconography plentiful and your sweat thick, then DC is the place for you. Otherwise, feh.

That said, the wedding was lovely. The highlight was clearly the chair dance - you had to feel pity for the 12 guys it took to get a nearly 7-foot Norwegian hoisted overhead. Click onto the album above to see photos. Twas very nice to see Gus and Joanna and the budding southern socialite Georgia Bahn.

We did have a couple inspiring meals in DC. My favorite was at Cashion's Eat Place in the Adams Morgan neighborhood. I started with a papardelle and blue crab dish (nice, simple, buttery) and had filet of wild king salmon with spring pea sauce and creamed corn (also, fresh, simple). The salmon's presentation looked like a preppy's dream - circles of pink, green, and yellow - perfect for DC. I had an amazing Orvieto with the salmon that proved to be the highlight. Unfortunately, so much of a highlight I forgot to jot down the name. Some restaurant reviewer I'd make.

DC's sights are always inspiring as well. We walked from Capitol Hill to the Lincoln Memorial with detours at the Vietnam Memorial and the WWII Memorial. Kind of hokey, but I still get choked up when I read the Gettysburg Address. We also went to the National Archives to see the Bill of Rights, Constitution, and Declaration of Independence and to the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum. The weather was over 95f, humid, and deeply, deeply unpleasant the entire time.

The Boy and I plan to accompany Pegchismo to the Mountain Bar tonight for female DJ night and some earnest dancing. There may be a day when the Boy and I do not go out on a Friday and throw ourselves around in a most undignified fashion (known in some circles as DANCING) but this Friday, my friends, is not that day.