The New York Times delivered its latest review of the Washington DC dining scene last week, and it was as withering as ever, raising its nose at the “spread of Everyman Eating” on Capitol Hill, where restaurateurs don’t even try for a Michelin star. It’s typical, writes Tim Carman of the Washington Post. The Times always treats DC like “an exotic animal worthy of examination until the time comes that it must be shot in the head.”
“Could you please stop rubbing our noses in our inferiority?” Carman asks. “We understand by now. You’re better than we are. … Washingtonians will forever cower in the long shadow cast by Gotham, nervously picking our nails and hoping you will like us one day.” Never mind that DC has loads of unheralded inventive cuisine, or that Michelin doesn’t even rate the city. It’s up to the Times to set DC’s bloated, junk-food-loving politicos straight. “Maybe over a slice of New York-style pizza, a salty street-vendor pretzel and a Nathan’s Famous?” (More dining stories.)