Close, But No CIgar
Armchair pundits looking to unload on President Donald Trump have inadvertently been directing their hate towards Bub & Pop’s. The cause of the miscommunication: the phone number to the sandwich shop is just one digit off from the White House switchboard. According to Washington City Paper scribe Laura Hayes, co-owner Arlene Wagner provided one incensed activist with the proper contact information and a little piece of advice. “Google us, you’ll like it,” she suggested. [WCP]
Setting up friends is hard enough. Imagine trying to play matchmaker for local farmers and D.C. chefs. “We have these stereotypes in the industry, the farmer is shy and the chef is ferocious … So some mitigation with a couple of beers might help,” Marcelle Afram, executive chef of the Arsenal at Bluejacket says of the annual “speed dating” event put on by the Arcadia Center for Sustainable Food and Agriculture. [NPR]
I Can Has Caffeine?
Fill up on wake-up juice with Northern Virginia Magazine’s rundown of the jumpingest java joints Fred Vegas (that’s Fredericksburg, Va., to you and me, Russ) has to offer. [NVM]
A tipster alerted PoPville to the imminent arrival of The Smith Restaurant and Bar. The NYC transplant is, per the parent website, scheduled to open for dinner at 901 F St. NW on January 30. “Breakfast, lunch, and brunch coming soon!” the home page pledges. [PoP]