What a gorgeous day today. I hit up all my favorite spots on the bike trail including Reagan airport to watch the planes take off. It’s such a great feeling to fly past all the cars sitting in rush hour traffic. Also! When did all the biker babes come out of hibernation?! And runners? Where have you been living and working and hanging out? Man oh man, you make it hard to pay attention. Maybe if I crash it would be our perfect meet cute. No? Okay, I guess not.
With only one month left living in NOVA, it saddens me to think that I will no longer be within a ten mile radius of my favorite restaurant. Favorite restaurant in the whole wide world. Rustico, you feed my soul. Literally. Last night I stopped by for a burger and fries and was once again reminded why you are my favorite.
These photos are from last fall after my brother completed the Marine Corps Marathon. Boston bib salad and fig and prosciutto pizza. So many celebrations have happened at Rustico, including my own graduation lunch. I can even remember the very first time my brother introduced us years ago. Dinner was fantastic, but I was won over by a mandarin orange cheesecake dessert. I was never the same again.