Tundry

Tundry likes to find any and every excuse to escape DC, so he is particularly happy to be working on a project that takes him up to New York on a regular basis. He made his most recent journey last week on the not so glamorous Bolt Bus (he’s not really a bus kind of guy, but would much rather spend the extra that the train costs on fun and fashion). Although his time in New York is spent largely in an office in front of a computer, he naturally finds the time to do some socializing and get lots of treats (there are so so many in the city).


Tundry doesn’t need to go far to find a tasty snack, as there is a Financier Patisserie in Grand Central Station, to which his office building connects. His favorite treat from the bakery is the passion fruit macaron, but he's all about diversity, so he also picked up a pear diplomat (amongst other things). Furthermore, Tundry had the good luck to be staying on Clinton Street, which is home to Dessert Truck Works, meaning after work treats were also only a waddle, skip and jump away. He most recently tried the carrot cake and divine molten lava cake (olive oil is the not so secret ingredient).


Lest you think Tundry only eats sweets, he’d like you to know that he met a friend at Sinigual Restaurant, where they caught up over a glass of wine and guacamole (he doesn’t claim to be a health nut). And, one of his favorite foods is the pizza margherita; he is always in search of a good one, and he rather enjoyed the margherita he tried at Motorino in the East Village.


Sadly Tundry could not stay in New York indefinitely, and it was back to DC for the weekend, which began with Friday night drinks at the Sofitel. His pizza dinner in New York had put him in the mood for more, so he made his way to Potenza, where he once again ordered a margherita (like peanut butter he can never get enough). He enjoyed the pizza (although he still thinks Sette’s is the best in DC), and he very much appreciated the knowledgeable waiter and non rushed service (a true rarity in DC). After dinner he headed to Co Co Sala for a drink or two, and then stumbled home to bed.


Tundry was not too productive on Saturday, but he did get himself together to go to a housewarming party in Old Town Alexandria. It was a rare trip to the suburbs, and as usual the Metro was not cooperating, but it was well worth the effort. He loved his friends’ 1880s home (and was jealous of their three working fireplace, as his three are sadly only decorative), and thoroughly enjoyed all of the goodies that his friend had prepared.


Still, he’s not rushing back to the suburbs anytime soon unless it’s to go to Dairy Queen.