Frenching it up: Bistro Français.
How the other side lives note: Katy and I went to Bistro Français in DC’s Georgetown neighborhood last Friday (unsurprisingly, everything inside practically bellows“Allo, nous sommes Français!” ). The tables were close, which means that we could easily eavesdrop on the adjacent table. As it turns out, one gentleman puts “at least thirty thousand” on [...]