214 Reviews found
EDITORIAL REVIEWWritten by By Todd Kliman, Ann Limpert, Cynthia Hacinli, Washingtonian
Named for Istanbul's still-snazzy Divan Hotel, this snug café on Wisconsin Avenue in upper Georgetown proves that style and substance are not incompatible. The glass-walled dining room looks like a page out of Metropolitan Home, the people-watching crowd is a mix of old and young sophisticates, and the food goes well beyond Turkey's greatest hits. Besides perfectly fried sigara borek, cigar-shaped rolls of dough deep-fried and oozing cheese, the kitchen turns out (on weekends only) the rarely seen sous borek, a delicately layered affair of house-made dough and parsley-flecked feta baked in the wood oven.
EDITORIAL REVIEWWritten by By Jack, Café Divan
Located on the corner of 34th and Wisconsin in upper Georgetown, Café Divan offers relatively cheap Turkish food, modern decor, and, yes, Turkish coffee. Rated as one of Washingtonian's "Cheap Eats," Divan has a wide array of Turkish and Mediterranean food. Yesterday, I visited with the girlfriend and her family for a leisurely lunch after a wonderful tour of the C&O Canal. The walk from the canal to Café Divan is about a mile away from M Street, away from the main drag, allowing one to see other parts of Georgetown. Be warned: it is uphill!
EDITORIAL REVIEWWritten by Justin Rude, The Washington Post
When Cavit Ozturk opened his modest Wisconsin Avenue restaurant, Cafe Divan, almost a decade ago, his was one of the only Turkish games in town. Sure, there were some fantastic options in Northern Virginia, but good Turkish in the District was something to get excited about. In the intervening years, such relative newcomers as Ezme, Cafe 8, Zaytinya and Agora have intensified the competition. Yet Café Divan gamely soldiers on, sitting largely unchanged in the awkwardly shaped corner bay beneath Georgetown Hill Inn.
EDITORIAL REVIEWWritten by By Anna Spiegel, Washingtonian
A couple walk into a restaurant and order a flatbread and a $1,400 bottle of Château Haut-Brion. That's not the start of a joke—those guests were among the first at Decanter, the newly opened restaurant in the St. Regis Hotel. "Fine dining as we knew it is dead," says restaurant director Kerem Kendigelen. "People want to be more casual."
EDITORIAL REVIEWWritten by Tom Sietsema, The Washington Post
Just over a month after Alain Ducasse and the St. Regis parted ways and the lights dimmed in the globetrotting chef's Adour restaurant, diners are returning to the downtown hotel's dining room. The posh setting hasn't been touched; a baronial wood ceiling still hovers over a sea of white chairs and tables. Adour's chef, Ducasse acolyte Sebastien Rondier, is still in command of the kitchen. But his concise menu has switched allegiance from France to the Mediterranean, and the name above the door now announces Decanter, all but one of its letters in black.
EDITORIAL REVIEWWritten by By Brian Oh, SeriousEats.com
Since its opening a little more than a decade ago, Cleveland Park's 2Amys has become a household name in Washington, DC. Even as the Neapolitan pie scene becomes increasingly more crowded, there has yet to be a real contender to challenge 2Amys' reign for best pizzeria in the District.
EDITORIAL REVIEWWritten by By Neal Becton, The Washington Post
Since 1973, Churreria Madrid has been satisfying Spanish expatriates' cravings for churros, which are fried-dough spirals, usually coated with a mixture of cinnamon and powdered sugar, and then dunked in cups of hot chocolate. This churreria also provides a variety of other Spanish specialties at reasonable prices.
EDITORIAL REVIEWWritten by By Tim Carman, The Washington Post
I've always liked Brookland and its Main Street vibe, which helps humanize the stony, well-scrubbed facade that Washington loves to show the world. The Northeast neighborhood has been pushing for development to update its aging small-town image, and yet its 12th Street drag still looks like a commercial strip that gentrification regularly teases but rarely kisses on the lips. Which, in part, explains why Little Ricky's feels so fresh: The Cuban restaurant is so decidedly modern in concept that you realize how bereft of art and vision much of the 12th Street corridor is, save for an occasional splash of color and soul, like the Brookland Cafe.
EDITORIAL REVIEWWritten by Jim O'Connell, Bloomberg
The El Paso Cafe in nearby Arlington, Virginia, shares a parking lot with a bodega in a largely Hispanic neighborhood. One night seven years ago, the current president ate here. Indeed, the restaurant commemorates the occasion with the chair Bush sat on hanging from the ceiling.
EDITORIAL REVIEWWritten by Erin Hartigan, The Washington Post
Open since 1992, this friendly neighborhood spot sticks to the Tex-Mex basics and handles them well. Families, happy-hour hunters and fans of spicy food come here for the large platters of chile-packed delicacies. The food is happily above-average, but after a margarita or two, you may not even pay attention.
EDITORIAL REVIEWWritten by Staff, Delaware Today
A summer night, Miami-style fare, and you're set.
EDITORIAL REVIEWWritten by Todd Kliman, Kliman Online, Washingtonian
Where can you get a three-star experience at one-star prices? Here's what you do: go for lunch on the weekends, and ask for the Bolivian menu. It's a modest document, but nearly everything on it is rewarding -- especially the superb salteñas (slightly sweet football-shaped turnovers that are baked every morning to a pie crust-doneness and stuffed with a zesty chicken or beef stew)...
EDITORIAL REVIEWWritten by Tom Sietsema, Washington Post Magazine
Evenings, the place could pass for Little Italy USA, with an old-fashioned menu of very nice pizza, thinly cut veal splashed with marsala and the occasional live opera performance. At a time when every other Italian dining room glows Tuscan yellow, this one looks back, seemingly decades, with dark red walls and paintings of the Leaning Tower of Pisa and the Roman Colosseum.
EDITORIAL REVIEWWritten by By Tom Sietsema, Washington Post Magazine
Months ago, a friend and I were picking at our meals in a fancy but uninspired restaurant when our conversation drifted to vacations yet to be taken and the hope of exploring someplace truly different. "Iceland," I said, starting my wish list. "How about Bolivia?" my pal continued.