Most days, I’m thankful I don’t live in New York. The noise, the pace, the pollution, the crowds (though those of you have been to my office neighborhood lately would wonder, “and the difference between that and CoHeights is … what?”) all conspire to deliver me a migraine laced with a panic attack.
But some days, I see blogs like Lunch Studio and just get righteously jealous … and hungry for the Big Apple. Now I love Sticky Fingers as much as the next guy (Next Guy, you do like Sticky Fingers, don’t you? Those Cowvin Cakes are righteous), but sometimes, I’d give my left arm for some buttery, fatty, animal-product-riffic baked goods in the ‘hood. Man, that’s a nice looking cupcake.
Yesterday I jumped at the chance to break up my lunch doldrums with a trip to Potbelly Sandwich Works. Potbelly, people. Is that we have to settle for? DC’s got lots of restaurateurs, and as many chefs as K-Street expense accounts. Can somebody please hook us with some of that up the hill? We’re here, we got money, and we’re hungry …
Caramel mocha cupcake (via Front Studio - via Kottke)