Sleepy Sunday at Tallula

If it’s true that American wine consumption is on the rise, then Tallula is certainly the place to inbibe. But those prime midweek to weekend nights can be seriously hot. Ever since the old Whitey’s space re-opened as a swankly decorated wine bar/restaurant with an inventive menu, getting a table can be tough, but worth it.

Anyway, apart from the anomaly of last Friday, I don’t really hang out at night outside the District – not that I’m adverse to it, it’s just that drinking and driving hasn’t been my thing since the Capitol Police pulled me over one late night (then again, I don’t even drive at all anymore!). So my favorite time to go to Tallula is during the day on a Sunday, as I did yesterday.

A dear friend works there as a hostess and we arrived just in time to join her for a late afternoon glass of vino. It was quiet, the bar sparsely populated by folks watching football at the bar or reading the paper in one of the cosy nooks. My girlfriends and I settled into a corner and pulled the gauzy curtains closed – with the sun streaming in it was a wonderfully relaxing cocoon. We leisurely ordered some of the delicious bite-sized “amuses” – risotto fritters, baby burgers, pulled pork BBQ – and a few glasses of wine, of course. Tallula truly stands out with its selection of wines by the glass, with over 65 available. It’s a lot of fun to sample a few pours and the reasonable pricing (you can get half or full pours) means you can be more adventurous than you might normally be when faced with the pressure of ordering a bottle.

It was a brisk autumn afternoon in the perfect place to slowly nosh and sip while catching up with friends.
Now, if only I could do that every day…

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