rumour in this town of something somethings, and those who knew, but know far too much by blabbering on and on about this place called city zen. in that crazy mandarin orange (and yes i know it's not really called that) hotel is where it is, and i've only read about the place in the last washingtonian mag., and heard so many "things" about a place that seems to be ratho pricey, even in my 'you pay for all play' philosophy. are pricey places really that good. is mcdonalds good. (i love those chicken mcnuggets so much; i grew up on them.) is miss marple going to get pissed that i'm not using question marks in my question mark sentences. my personal favorite restaurant so far that i've ever had in my little ("what are you, like fifteen?") life, was in dc, and was from the willard room in the willard hotel. i got some crazy price for a room there online, once, and got an upgrade room because the place was dead, and ordered room service because the room was the most awesome (and yes i said, "most awesome") thing i've ever seen. if the food from that restaurant was that kongo killer for the simple act of room service, then they deserve Best Restaurant EVER. they even got me to capitalize.
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