Pearls & Prose

How about lunch in Georgetown*? On the way to a favorite French bistro, we’ll pass the old Georgetown theatre, the former site of many a French film, now a jewel center. Some of the theatre seats were covered with a cloth because they were broken, and your shoes stuck to the floor. Oh, but those movies were good.

Georgetown has lots of old, historic buildings that house typical American fare, like White House/Black Market or Steve Madden.

There are some pretty cool window displays too.

You may even see a C&O Canal barge in dry dock (I think that’s what’s going on here):

But here we are at Café La Ruche, which means “beehive cafe.”

It’s not much to look at from the outside, but bistros aren’t meant to be fancy.

What we came for was this:

and this:

and this:

I don’t remember ever having an apple dumpling in France, but who am I to quibble? It was divine. Thank heaven Mr. Prose was there to share it. When I was in Paris, you were supposed to have café au lait for breakfast, but the Frenchman next to us ordered one, so I followed suit.

*For those unfamiliar with Washington, D.C., Georgetown is a beautiful, old neighborhood northwest of the city. Georgetown University is there, along with a lot of very expensive mansions and great shops and restaurants. Parking can be a nightmare, but we lucked out and found a spot right in front of the cafe.

{ms. pearl}