Great galloping cornflakes, Batman...
HOW CAN IT BE that I've been a part of the marvelous city of Washington DC all this time, and I just now get to Julia's Empanadas?
Sweet baby Jesus and his tiny brown pies, MOMMY! I've been missing out!
For a humble $3.18 ($3.50 after taxation without representation), one can score a tiny pillow of bliss. It's about the size of a young cat's head, and it's filled to bursting with marvelous things (the empanada, not the cat's head...at least I hope not...anyway...)
My inaugural empanada was the spinach. It was an aromatic mix of spinach, ricotta, muenster and cottage cheese, pine nuts, and spices, all baked in a succulent crust that could be a meal in itself. And the whole thing is neat and tidy enough to eat on the hoof, which is the general idea. Takeout, baby. Get it and get out. Other options include chorizo, turkey with onions, Chilean beef, and folks seem to love the Jamaican style.
The location in the photo is Connecticut Ave just south of Dupont Circle. This means I've spent my life walking right past this place without giving it a second thought.
Therefore, ignorance is NOT bliss.
Bliss is therein, and will cost you a mere $3.50.