Through a series of unwelcomed metro events came a very welcomed perfect timing.  As I was coming out of the elevator at the Eastern Market metro, Emily was walking towards me.  I immediately chatted her ear off while we rushed home to freshen up for dinner.

We were ravenously hungry when we sat at our Brasserie Beck table, but naturally opened up the wine menu first.  Something sparkly was most definitely a priority when meeting up with this bestie.  And having an intense, out of town work week only fueled that fire.

I ordered the Fricassee of Mushrooms, that was unknowingly swimming in cream, and the In House Cured Salmon.  It didn’t even cross my mind to complain about the dairy, I was starved and it was secretly welcome.  Em helped me sop up my plate with the massive amounts of sourdough stacked in a basked on the table.

She and B ordered everything else on the menu.  Kidding.  Well, half kidding. They feasted on two variations of mussels, sweetbreads, and beef tar tar.  And since I had already lost my dairy battle, I sampled some of each.

I’m off to explore some DC-ness!  Happy weekend!