Domo arigato, Mr. Yogato

So you got to understand. DC is not a big city. Everyone knows everyone....well not really. But everyone knows about all of the new trendy, kitchy restaurant/food shop openings. And the frozen yogurt craze has hit the city and has hit it hard. Don't get me wrong, I'd eat it all day, but this has gotten a little ridiculous. We went from zero to about 10 in 6 months.

So between all of the Sweet Greens and Ice Berrys the street team has come to favor one over the rest: Mr. Yogato.

Basically they all have the same things in common: good topping choices, great locations, rotating flavors, Mr. Yogato is just cooler. Like ten times cooler.

They have trivia getting the winner discounts, you can have your forhead stamped to get a 10% discount, they have board games in the store to play while you eat, customers can suggest flavors and other customers vote on it, the workers love (or at least seem to) working there, and one worker has this stellar baseball cap that she drew the logo on herself, and they have a bigger variety of toppings as well. The list goes on and on. So go there. If Washingtonians support this independently owned shop it should last for a long time....or at least until frozen yogurt goes out of fashion.
later kids,
Cubie

Rustic Rustico

HEY PARTY PEOPLE!

This is Cubbie. Back in action. I thought the New Year and the Inauguration was a perfect time to jump back into the food blogging business. (This post was started right after the 20th....and then finished, well, now)

The whole gang, including Maya and Mikey (who were here for inauguration) took a car ride to Alexandria to sample the beer and pizza at Rustico. I think everyone had a wonderful time as the atmosphere outside of DC was a little less crazy and most people just had the Super Bowl on their minds. Rustico is also an absolutely beautiful restaurant.

The only problem of coming around 9pm was that they were out of alot of things. I ended up getting a regular version of a deep dish pizza (Chicago style in honor of our president) and twice Erica's beer choices were gone as well. Everything was delicious and the beers did not fail to deliver either. Maya and I split a sampler that ranged from very light to very dark beers.

Erica's birthday was also on Inauguration Day so Max did what sneaky fiances do and ordered dessert for her. The night ended with birthday songs and celebration that carried on until Tuesday and hopefully beyond...

tootles. Cubie.


p.s. Everyone should peer-pressure Max and Erica to blog about Paris and their food exploits there. do it.