I miss DC Circa 2000

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I was poor but life was fun.

Dollar Buds at Lucky Bar on Thursdays.
Madhatter. Sign of the Whale. Cheap, same day tix to Caps games.
Pub Crawls.
Cheap takeout.
House parties in Arlington, Adams Morgan.

Good times.

I was just randomly thinking about AM house parties the other day. And in Dupont too. You never knew what you were going to find at a house party. Just tons of people crammed into a rowhouse and spilling out into the backyard, drinking and having fun. boy i miss that

[Anonymous]

My good times were more like 2005-2012 in DC. I remember living in Columbia Heights in a studio with my boyfriend at the time. He was an ass, but we had some fun too.

I remember sledding during Snowmaggedon in 2010. Eating at Meskerem. Drinking at the Big Hunt.

A little earlier, during college, we practically lived at the Black Cat. So many good shows. We got to book some too, since my friends and I worked at WGTB, Georgetown’s little internet radio station. I also got to review a bunch of shows and art exhibits when I worked for the Georgetown Voice. It was good times.

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:My life was so easy then. I was 22. I lived in a studio apartment on 16th Street near Mount Pleasant, before it got gentrified.
I worked in Tenleytown and would often stop at Guapos to do takeout -- a hefty styro container of chile relleno smothered with shredded lettuce and a heaping plop of sour cream.
I worked out at the gym nearby too and shopped at Fresh Fields.

On weekends, we'd go dancing at Rumors or maybe Chief Ike's Mambo. Late night empanadas from Julie's, was the name?

Life was so simple.

Aren't you disgusted by the amount of environmental waste you caused by all those stryo containers? Gross.

This quote makes me think "wow, I wish your mom and dad had been more concerned about the environmental damage of reproducing and chosen not to have you."

The 20 something and all their angst and trauma are definitely not having as much fun as we did.

+1, that's what I'm seeing and hearing too

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:Julia's Empanadas

My one and only source of food poisoning. 2002.

Those empanadas could also be the source of tooth breakage. They were so hard.

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:"Before it got gentrified" like YOU didn't gentrify it, Trevor.

I was coming her to say the same thing! This post isn’t coming from a POC.

Yep. DC should've stayed black it was called chocolate city. Frankly tired of outsiders.

You are nuts. Imagine if someone said that a city should have stayed white and that they were tired of outsiders.

[Anonymous]

I was 36 and boy do I miss the 22 year olds who loved to spread their legs!

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:"Before it got gentrified" like YOU didn't gentrify it, Trevor.

I was coming her to say the same thing! This post isn’t coming from a POC.

So the f^^k what? White people can live here too, Laqwan.

[Anonymous]

I bought a brick rowhouse on Truxton Circle for 180k in 96. Think about that.

[Anonymous]

I miss Mayor Fenty.

[Anonymous]

Are weekends at Dewey Beach still as great too? I couldn't afford to go until my late 20's but so much fun.

[Anonymous]

Was in grad school from 1998-2004 and despite being stressed about school and career had a good time at many of these places--The Big Hunt, The Reef, and then the more upscale places became favorites--the bars at the Kimpton Hotels, especially, Firefly and Topaz. Totally miss having a cigarette and cocktail there. We thought the Front Page was too young for us but liked to people watch there and definitely enjoyed The Dubliner on occasion although that was a different crowd. I lived in Bethesda and definitely shopped at Fresh Fields, ate dinner at Tara Thai and Montgomery's Grille. Had a well-worn Zagat guide and for special occasions with my partner went to some fancier places. Loved Kinkead's, all the Jeff Tunks restaurants, and on New Year's Eve 1999 ate at 1789 and still have the keepsake menus.

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:My life was so easy then. I was 22. I lived in a studio apartment on 16th Street near Mount Pleasant, before it got gentrified.
I worked in Tenleytown and would often stop at Guapos to do takeout -- a hefty styro container of chile relleno smothered with shredded lettuce and a heaping plop of sour cream.
I worked out at the gym nearby too and shopped at Fresh Fields.

On weekends, we'd go dancing at Rumors or maybe Chief Ike's Mambo. Late night empanadas from Julie's, was the name?

Life was so simple.

Aren't you disgusted by the amount of environmental waste you caused by all those stryo containers? Gross.

This quote makes me think "wow, I wish your mom and dad had been more concerned about the environmental damage of reproducing and chosen not to have you."

The 20 something and all their angst and trauma are definitely not having as much fun as we did.

+1, that's what I'm seeing and hearing too

Apparently there's been a significant decline in dating and sexual activity among youths.

We thought we had our own angst and trauma 20 years ago but it's nothing compared to what today's kids must feel coming from all directions. It does seem like there's a great deal more peer pressure to conform to a new prudery in the name of the righteous side of history rather than the let and live mentality we had back then.

And smart phones definitely impacted everything.

[Anonymous]

Mojitos at Rumba Cafe in Adams Morgan.

[Anonymous]

This thread makes me happy that I didn’t have that much fun in my early 20s because I don’t have much to miss. I started enjoying myself after I got married and our DINK lifestyle allowed us to travel. Never been a party person. I am boring. Oh well.

[Anonymous]

Lol, my circa-2000s boyfriend was a bartender there.

Still, I always ended up at Ozios, 1221, The Palm or Front Page, ugh... what was the name of the one on the corner?

Anyway, I was more of a mid-town or Georgetown kinda girl.