Now you do. I'm eating very well in DC; righteousfist got "lost" on the way to Quizno's for lunch and we wound up at a Greek-Levantine place called Zaytinya, where I had a braised lamb in pureed eggplant-and-cheese that was of the Pelasgian chthonic gods. Deep, powerful, and unknown to puny surface dwellers.
And on Thursday night, I was vouchsafed a taste of the bacon that God saves for special occasions, at Evening Star.
Tonight, party set up by chadu, where hopefully I will get to sit down and drink rather a lot.
Oh, and I just got mollpeartree her third or fourth knitting-related book at the autographing line.