A tummy full of riches, this weekend. My social butterfly self is spent. And full.
Friday night: Fiola. I'd been to their bar before (best Martinez in DC, hands down), but the food was just... I can't even describe it. Another level. New favorite DC restaurant, already. Faves: smoked gnocchi, deconstructed lasagna, lobster ravioli.
Best surprise ever? Leaving the restaurant with some of our favorites and walking out to a Winter Wonderland. We'd been inside from 7:30 p.m. - 1:00 a.m. and had no idea. (I told you we loved Fiola.) And so it was beyond fun to step out into this sight after dinner.
Saturday night: Graffiato. I hadn't been back since they opened, so it was fun to check in on it again. Mike Isabella's doing just fine, never fear. Faves: spicy pork meatball with polenta, roasted cauliflower, maple-bacon brussels sprouts.
Sunday night: Toki. Why yes, my addiction to their ramen is still a thing. This time I met up with Mary so she could mark a culinary resolution off her list. We ate fried pig ears, so we could say that we did (and I just did). Fave: always, always the kimchi hakata with Toki endorphine sauce.
This week: back to the kitchen. No booze. Being a little quieter. Curling up in front of the fire.
January is an underrated month.