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Caf? Bonaparte 1522 Wisconsin Ave N.W. Across from Marvelous Market at P Street N.W. and Wisconsin Avenue N.W. Entrees $7-22 Recommended: Soup du Jour, Lisbon Cr?pe, French press coffees
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Caf? Bonaparte 1522 Wisconsin Ave N.W. Across from Marvelous Market at P Street N.W. and Wisconsin Avenue N.W. Entrees $7-22 Recommended: Soup du Jour, Lisbon Cr?pe, French press coffees
"You're so upwardly mobile!" Thanks, I reply in a choked tone from behind the gun muzzle parting my lips. No one enjoys forecasts of their future's success or failure. Even go-getters don't want a pile of looming expectations. Passing through college's clutches is a dizzying self-evaluation process, which leads to the ultimate question: What's growing up and what's selling out?
A capitalist pig comes to Washington towing along his mistress. The twist? It's set in the 1940s, meaning gorgeous costumes, sassy one-liners and big-band music. With Arena Stage's production of "Born Yesterday," it also means snappy acting and brilliant attention to detail.
No one thought it was possible. No way is there a cheap Adams Morgan bar devoid of pretension and brimming with eccentric charm! After falling into Staccato late on a Friday night, however, everyone will learn that, yes, such a place exists.
The Studio Theatre's "Afterplay" imagines what would happen if two characters from separate plays by the same author met in a Moscow caf?. Irish playwright Brian Friel delicately documents the dashed dreams of two down-and-out Russians first realized by the great Anton Chekhov. The result is a fleeting encounter of haunting power.
More AU students earn full rides to exotic study-abroad programs than applicants from any other school through the prestigious David L. Boren Fellowship. The undeniable bonus to the big money is an intense life experience.
In the shell of a building, mediocrity hatched. The production of Mark Jackson's "Death of Meyerhold" opened The Studio Theatre's new experimental venue - a hollowed-out, industrial-feeling attic in its theater complex. The Theatre calls it Stage Four, a "flexible, raw theatre space."
Respected playwright Caryl Churchill's "Cloud 9" is a tongue-in-cheek look at a British family unit throughout history. Oh, and there's incest. So tongues do not stay safely against their own cheeks, but instead roam wildly through a landscape of nephews and uncles, brothers and sisters, and mothers and their secret selves.
"This is one Hilton that should be closed for renovation."
Student activists blanketed the campus last night with 100,000 white ribbons symbolizing Iraqi civilian casualties resulting from the U.S.-led war, but AU administration restricted the demonstration to fences in front of Kay Spiritual Life Center.
The yoga mat has traveled the world. Recently, it has been unrolled at an Irish reconciliation center, the woods of southern France and Anderson Hall study lounge.
The good china sparkles around the table and steam rises from the white porcelain. Everyone's ready to eat - everyone except for some vegans and vegetarians.
Whether you want to party like it's your birthday or just put your thing down, flip it and reverse it, finding a D.C. club that fits the student body is a problem. Many of the hottest venues are 21 and over, leaving most underclassmen behind the velvet rope. High cover charges and lack of a peer clientele can also deter entrance to a quality club. The best bet is to attend one of the many college nights put on by the some of the hottest nightspots in the city like VIP Club, Dream, Platinum Night Club and Club MCCXXII.
"An $11 trip turned into a $27 disaster," freshman John McDonald said, recalling a cab ride that ended badly one weekend.