What’s your first Georgetown memory?


While I moved to Georgetown 10 years ago, my first memory is much older than that. In the mid 80s, my family came down to D.C. from Connecticut for something or another (it was either part of a visiting fife and drum corps or the time my brother won the Sea Breeze Award for “teenager of the year” and got to meet Nancy Reagan and Ms. America). Either way, I remember bunking up with his family in one room at the Hotel Harrington.

The Georgetown memory is of waiting forever to get a table at the legendary Geppetto’s Pizza, which once occupied the space currently housing Unum. Growing up the in Northeast, I never experienced pizza that thick. Through the compound interest of memory, that pizza is still the best pizza I ever ate.

[Continue reading Topher Mathews’s post here at The Georgetown Metropolitan.]

Topher Mathews blogs at The Georgetown Metropolitan . The Local Blog Network is a group of bloggers from around the D.C. region who have agreed to make regular contributions to All Opinions Are Local.

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