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I went over to Chapel Hill last night and met up with Angie to see The Hold Steady at Cat’s Cradle. Before the show we stopped in at Southern Rail for a drink and a bite- so similar to pre-shows in DC, where we would go to Saint Ex before heading to 9:30 Club (even our bartender used to work at Saint Ex). I was so excited that Southern Rail decided to continue the tater tot tradition started by Bar Pilar (Saint Ex, Bar Pilar and Southern Rail are a group of restaurant/bars all started by the same man; two are in DC one is in CH) – we used to have dinner at Pilar at least once a week in DC, that is until it’s menu switched entirely over to tapas. It was sad, but now I can once again order the tater tots I know and love!
By the way, it was an awesome show, lasting almost two hours! My hearing is still not back up to 100%…
Since I moved back to the Triangle, I’ve accumulated a long list of new restaurants to try that weren’t around during my Chapel Hill college days. This area is up and coming in the eatery department, with several restaurants jumping on the locally grown bandwagon. I’ve been happy to see all three cities (Raleigh, Durham and Chapel Hill) featured in recent Bon Appetit write-ups and learn about all the great new places that are popping up to accompany Chapel Hill institutions like Crook’s Corner, Elaine’s and Lantern. So when I read about Raleigh’s barbeque restaurant The Pit in the July edition of Bon Appetit, I knew I had to try it!
from Bon Appetit, July 2008
Belgian frites have officially infiltrated the DC area. Served in paper cones with trios of mayonnaise, they really are somewhat irresistible. Just this past Sunday I had frites at brunch and frites at dinner. I have to say, they are a nice compliment to a glass of Kasteel Rouge. The restaurants that serve the ultimate in frite goodness: Brasserie Beck, Belga Cafe and Marvin.
Every popular District restaurant seems to be Belgian right now. One has to wonder what the tipping point was.
