Arts Tapas Virgins, Hit This.
Nothing’s worse than killing a good booze-lube by eating too much food. Little plates = buzz maintenance. My Tapas Cherry was popped last night at Chez Gaudy, one of my favorite new Capitol Hill hideaways. If $7 bottles of wine aren’t a good enough incentive to get out on a Tuesday night, consider an endless parade of delicious hot and cold snacks to nibble while you’re getting sauced (vegetarian meatballs, ravioli with pesto). The mood is super cozy, warm, candle-lit. You can open your own bottles while waiters wander around with tempting miniatures. But make a reservation, cause shit gets bumpin’.