Last night, we attended a 7-3 Nats win at the "beeeutiful" RFK. It was my first trip to the landed spaceship and, after attending, realize why the new, open staduims (like Camden Yards and my very own Comerica Park) are the new wave of ballparks rather than these multi-purpose facilities. But that's a whole different rant... I digress.
Pre game was "linner" at a Caribbean place in Ballston. I've never had never had Caribbean food before - except for having food in the actual Caribbean - and was a tad weary of what it consisted of beforehand. When I asked what made Caribbean food Caribbean food, the exact response was "It's basically banana leaves wrapped around meat. With some fish on the side." WHAT?! First, there was a lot of meat on the menu. As in only one veg dish. Being with two vegitarians, they were creative. Our waiter was suprisingly tollerent of my naviety and gladly steered us in the direction of the best dishes. I can say the mojitos there were some of the best I've had. The food was amazing. What makes if Caribbean? As far as I could tell, it was the light uses of coconut, fruity sauces, fish, fish and more fish, and color. EXTREMELY colorful. It was delicious and I highly recommend it to anyone. There literally is something there for anyone.
Next up, a 40-minute Metro ride to RFK. Upon arrival, we have to wait in the will call line BECAUSE THEIR DOT MATRIX PRINTER HAD BROKEN DOWN! Really? You're using a printer from 1984 and it broke down?! I guess these things happen when you haven't had baseball for 35 years. The game was great, as the Nationals pulled away in the 7th leaving the Marlins out to see (see what I did there?!).
Dr. Dremo's was the after game bar of choice. I was the only one of the 5 of us who had ever been there before. Talk about not knowing what you were in for. After one flirting session - not involving me - we made our way downstairs and to the sand covered patio. Numerous beer pong games were happening, as every few minutes we'd need to dodge a stay shot or two. Yes, bar patrons were THAT drunk. After saying our hi's to a few people, we headed back upstairs where the amazing Elvi were holding a karoke session for the ages. Ellyn immediately scours the song books and 10 minutes later returns with the perfect song. R-E-S-P-E-C-T! We struggle though 3 or 4 songs - highlighted by probably the WORST perfomace I've ever see ("That was AWESOME!") - and Ellyn's number is called. She jumps up and literally rocks the place. Best. Performance. Ever. Maybe it was that 7th beer,,, but I think she was just that good. The rest of the night was a bit of a blur but I ended up in my own bed in the morning and that's always a good thing...
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