Monday, June 26, 2017

MONDAY FOOD POST and the FIG AND OLIVE IN WASHINGTON DC


No recipe today but a restaurant we went to last
week called The Fig and Olive.  It was in a plaza above the underground parking lot we had found when in Washington DC.  We had already been to the convention center - see this post if you missed it - and were walking back to our car.  


We decided to have a late breakfast somewhere special to celebrate the Father's Day weekend, and found this place while walking to the elevator, which would take us down to our car.  The Plaza is close to Chinatown.  


The restaurant's description here reads: 

"Fig and Olive is about passion for the best olive oils, flavors and cuisine from the Riviera and Coastal regions of the South of France, Italy and Spain.  Our large variety of extra virgin olive oils was selected to be paired with each dish and to be offered for tasting at the beginning of each meal.

With locations in Los Angeles, New York and now DC, Fig and Olive brings the best of the Riviera to your table."


We weren't exactly dressed for this restaurant we thought.  I was wearing jeans and Gregg shorts.  However, when we looked through the window, there were people inside with similar clothing.  Throwing caution to the winds, in we went.  People seem to be dressing more casually these days.  No doubt the evening would bring in those who were more dressed up.


We decided on brunch.  The waiter, who was a very charming chap, asked us if we would like to try bread with a selection of olive oil.  He told us they were from Spain. We dipped our rosemary bread into each dish of olive oil and it was excellent.  


It was a hard choice ordering but Gregg opted for the omelette and....


I had the French Toast.


After discussing who was going to order a cocktail, Gregg said I should have one as he was driving.  We went back and forth and I told him he should have a cocktail and I could drive, that it was after all Father's Day but he said no, to go ahead and order what I wanted, he was adamant. Knowing his mind was made up I asked for a Bellini.  It was a drink I had never had before and was curious.  I was not dissappointed as it was refreshing and delicious.


The following you will find the drinks listed....


and the food.  There were more items but I only took photos of these that we were interested in.  The truth is I forgot my reading glasses at home and instead of asking Gregg to read the menu to me, I took photos so that I could magnify the menu on my phone.  It is not the first time I have forgotten my glasses.  I have done this several times before.


For special occasions and from our experience, I have no hesitation recommending this restaurant.  It is a very convenient location with the underground parking lot below the Plaza.  We had a very nice time and it was a lovely ending to a very special day in Washington DC.  


Sunday, June 25, 2017

AN OLD FAMILY PHOTO

Gregg was at his Dad's house looking through old boxes of family photos.  There have been some treasures he has come across, ones of his mother he has never seen. 


 

This, however, is a mystery. There are no people here that we recognize. There were lots of photographs with nothing to identify them on the back.  A reminder to us both to start looking through the boxes of photos we have taken over the years (before the digital era).  We are guessing this was taken in the late 20s, early 30s.  I loved it!

I went on line and found the following poem.  Says it all for so many of our photos found.

"I love my family photos,
Such a simple treasure to me.
So many wonderful people
That are part of my history.

I look upon their faces,
My uncles, cousins and aunts.
I see myself in some of them,
The eyes...the smile...the stance.

Decked out in Sunday fashion,
They gathered for a quick snapshot.
Some clothes were made at home,
And some of them they bought.

And look at how far back they go,
To the horse and buggy days.
Perhaps we were not born yet,
Or were small with the past a haze.

Oh, look at Grandpa's trophies.
He tooks so very good.
He knew he was quite a hunter,
Though he wouldn't say out loud.

Let's not forget the animals
That helped to work the farm.
They too were part of our family
And had their special charm.

Just look at the family autos.
They had such class and style.
Yes, I love my family photos.
Come and look at them a while."

~Marilyn Lott~


Thank you Marilyn!







Friday, June 23, 2017

DRIVING HOME FROM WASHINGTON DC


Thank you for all the lovely comments you have left.  I will be answering them shortly.


After picking up our car from the underground parking lot at The Plaza, CityCenter, I took a few shots when driving through Washington DC on our way home.






The building in the photo below is the newest of the Smithsonian museums, The National Museum of African American History and Culture.  On our next trip into the city, it will be first on our list.  It opened in September 2016.



I have been taking photos of The Washington Monument for 41 years.  We started married life just outside of the city and brought our bikes in often, riding around all the monuments.  We rode for miles and miles.  Even though we have lived in several places on the East and West Coasts, we always seem to end up not too far away from Washington DC.



In the distance you can see The White House.


This is the Eccles Building, home of the Federal Reserve.


The statue of Albert Einstein had a lot of company that day.


And a quote by Albert, which I rather liked.
"Our task must be to free ourselves - by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty."



This building is part of the United States Institution of Peace.  


It is one of the newest buildings on Constitution Avenue, only about 10 years old.


We are driving by The John F. Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts.  It is undergoing an expansion project.  I saw Swan Lake here when I first came to the States and a few years later, Madame Butterfly, a couple of other performances I can't remember.  I haven't attended any for a long time.


Here we are driving across the Potomac River via the Theodore Roosevelt Bridge.  The buildings are in Rosslyn.  When we cross we are back in Virginia.


It was a lovely day weather-wise.  Not too hot!