From the vaults: At the original Red House

kriston galactus jump, originally uploaded by Mr. Wright.

Capps came to town last week. We did some drinking at a nice new bar here in town called, oddly, Red House. It's literally an old, remodeled, red house attached to the back of a restaurant, over on the east side. Recommended.

Shortly after our evening at the Red House, Capps decided to ruin the rest of his weekend by getting food poisoning. That's what happens when you let your stomach gets all gentrified on District food and art-gallery noshes.

Y'all might remember Galactus, the big, black, impertinent cat who showed up on our porch demanding to be fed as much food as we could afford. As you can see, he was a jerk, but he could also be endearing.