Whoa.
24 restaurants and hotspots in 24 hours is a big frickin’ job! I didn’t know how much I would love doing this, and I had no idea how draining being on point for 24 hours could be. I am seriously considering cocaine for 24 in 24: DC. Seriously.
So let’s recap!
Saturday, August 15th
5:00 AM – South Street Diner:
The kickoff! Brett (my videographer), Wilkens (my driver) and I get off to a fast start at 4:45 in the morning and shoot down to Kneeland street, home of the South Street diner. Even though we call ahead and order, nothing is ready for us. Kelsey (the waitress) took my order over the phone and then forgot about me, even though I joked with her about showing her boobs for the camera a week earlier in my interview with Sol (owner of the SSD). Of course, it is 5:05 and I am already freaking out about making my schedule. We get the biggest, greasiest thing on the menu, and dig in. Dan loves the sausage (obviously) and I am a big fan of the perfectly buttered diner toast. You know you expect that diner toast to be completely buttered when you bite into it. Brett grabs a few bites to start the day off healthy hungry-man style, and I sop up some of the yolk with the toast before we throw the tip down and jam to . . . Read more
