Dear M Street Bar & Grill,

I have no idea what you’re trying to do. You played some pretty strange music last night, and it made me really question the musical proclivities of one individual who will not be named (but I didn’t say anything about not linking). That’s alright though, since at least you had a little nook in which anyone who would rather not sit with their back to the door could hide. And what’s up with the random pillow that evidently slowly makes its way around the bar area?

Anyway, your empanadas weren’t bad, and your martinis are supposedly well-priced. So you’ve got that going for you. Which is nice. Oh, and I bet some random iTunes get downloaded because of you. Not by me, of course, but I’m sure it’ll happen.

Dear M Street Bar & Grill,

5 Responses

  1. See, by getting there first and hiding in a corner, I was being all cute and coy! Also, I have a lot of enemies.

    But come on, that place is a total baby boomer’s idea of a hip lounge and therefore hilarious.

    We should use the word “hip” very carefully. I think many of the patrons there were sensitive about their replacement surgeries.

  2. Oooh they have empanadas and martinis? That’s a match made in Heaven. {{drool}}

    See? You move away from the area and discover what you’d been missing. The lesson… well, I think we know what it is.

  3. Discount martinis! $5.25 house martinis, all day every day. Plus, really, really bad music.

    I don’t know. I think Marissa enjoyed it. So much for not naming names!

  4. I will see that place in hell.

  5. Fine, dude, next time YOU pick the bar. Just not Saint-Ex.

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