See how the land lies

“I swear to the Lord I still can’t see Why Democracy means Everybody but me.” | Langston Hughes   Nobody represents me. We can only represent ourselves and even then, we may not show up—even with our hands in and up.  We are always running behind, stuck in societal traffic and unable to move beyond […]

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Langston Hughes’ “Note to All Nazis Fascists and Klansmen”

Today is the Harlem Renaissance writer, busboy and poet’s birthday.  Born in 1902, his words remind us that while we deem ourselves progressive, the words of Ecclesiastes still hold true: “There is nothing new under the sun” (1.9).  In honor of his life and proof that we have a lot of work to do are the […]

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It’s All About How You Look At It

  Recently, my husband and I wanted to break from our normal routine and add another restaurant to those we would frequent in the District.  Named for Zora Neale Hurston’s hometown, Eatonville was established in 2009 and is near Busboys and Poets on 14th and U Streets.  The restaurants are strategically placed near each other as a […]

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