Ever since I was born, my mom and dad have been adamant that my arrival not limit their love of food. Things have certainly changed, but to feel like functioning members of society, they take me out. A lot. I wasn't home from the hospital 48 hours before they schlepped me to American Ice Company for nachos and IPAs. Over the last few years, I have kept track of my gastronomic adventures with them - including some key takeaways of successful eating with me in tow. Wednesday, April 15, 2015
About me - the DC Baby Gastronomist
This is me. The DC Baby Gastronomist. Currently a smiley, mischievous, blonde haired, blue eyed ball of energy. I recently became a big brother, so while my palate broadens, I am still looking out for stroller-accessible, nursing-friendly establishments. I live near downtown Washington, DC.
Ever since I was born, my mom and dad have been adamant that my arrival not limit their love of food. Things have certainly changed, but to feel like functioning members of society, they take me out. A lot. I wasn't home from the hospital 48 hours before they schlepped me to American Ice Company for nachos and IPAs. Over the last few years, I have kept track of my gastronomic adventures with them - including some key takeaways of successful eating with me in tow.
Ever since I was born, my mom and dad have been adamant that my arrival not limit their love of food. Things have certainly changed, but to feel like functioning members of society, they take me out. A lot. I wasn't home from the hospital 48 hours before they schlepped me to American Ice Company for nachos and IPAs. Over the last few years, I have kept track of my gastronomic adventures with them - including some key takeaways of successful eating with me in tow. 
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