Meredith, Allison, Laura, and I all converged at Marie's apartment in DC this weekend for our semi-annual get together of lots of walking, board gaming, eating, and healthcare-talk catch up. Marie was a gracious hostess, kicking out Bryant and making us coffee and toast every morning. Sadly, we did not play Bananagrams, opting instead for Apples-to-Apples (we prefer fruit-based games). It led to hours of humor, mostly dark, as I somehow managed to acquire a hand with "Hiroshima 1945," "Pearl Harbor Attack," "Adolf Hitler," "Atomic Bomb," and "Anne Frank." The game culminated to a heated 3-way tie for game point among the lefties. Though it should not surprise anyone that the tie was broken by a win by yours truly. I am just that good.
The real highlight of the weekend though, was our dinner at Birch & Barley. We began the meal with complimentary, ridiculously light creme fraiche biscuits and olive rolls (you know how I feel about good biscuits). And kept on adding on the starch from there. Overwhelmed by the many words on the menu and in the end, we deferred to the waiter to pair our beers (yes, beer pairings, did you expect anything less with the exposed brick walls, the lanterns, and distressed-wood look?). Giving up on picking and choosing among all the delectable options, we just said, "1 of everything from the pasta section, please." Plus a side of mac'n'cheese. Because you can never have too many simple carbohydrates between public health professionals.
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