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Duke of Richmond

While waiting out two and a half hour service for a new battery, I decided on a tavern nearby instead of heading home and then back. Already a pint of Guinness in before I sequestered myself in a squashy black booth, I decided on lunch instead of further drink. The...
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Stout Irish Pub

The Violet Heathen and I STILL wanted a drink, and while we were now full, our patience was rewarded around the corner. Stout Irish Pub was as much a tavern as one could hope for. We pulled off our boots, wet from the snow and muck of the day, and set them by...
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Johnny G’s Cafe

The Violet Heathen and I wanted a drink and were wandering down Parliament. What looked like a dingy pub from the outside, Johnny G’s, turned out to be a dingy greasy spoon breakfast spot. It being the middle of the afternoon, we asked after a drink, but our choices...
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Hana Korea

Sometimes, all you want is a quiet table in an underground restaurant with a stone bowl of something warm and spicy. Hana Korea delivered just that, and so it has my thanks. Bowls of noodles, beans, potatoes, kimchi (like, a cup of kimchi; they really like kimchi),...
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Kook Monk Chocolates

Such a bizarre array of experimental hot chocolate. Two dollops of hard chocolate to start: a dark chocolate covered fig (stem in? Really?) and a blue cheese truffle, the latter of which worked surprisingly well, though it begged for a bread or pear or a speck of salt...