We round up the blog posts, tweets and going-out scuttlebutt that have the GOG pod buzzing.
Last week, Zagat issued a manifesto calling for the end to what it deemed were the most irritating trends in the dining world, trends we have spotted right here in Washington, including chalkboard menus (like you might see at Dangerously Delicious Pies or Room 11) pop-up restaurants (hello, Sensorium), and comfort-food joints — you know, the sort that serve fried mac and cheese, as Birch and Barley does, or beloved chicken and waffles, like you’ll find at Marvin.
And then there are trends that we haven’t even begun to see, such as mustachioed bartenders. But they should arrive any day now... [Zagat]
Saturday’s Preakness went off without incident, despite the new half-horse, all-party boy mascot Kegasus (check out Kegs’s kind of awesome chat on The Post here), the all-you-can-drink beer and all the hand-wringing in the New York Times last week. But at the event, The Post’s Robert McCartney found more ugly talk of social standing and class — think “well-to-do” versus “hoi polloi” — than we’ve seen since the royal wedding. Readers: Did you go? What did you think? [The Washington Post]
In summer festival news, the City Paper dissected what the heck happened with the now-canceled ZepFest that was supposed to take place at National Harbor next weekend. Turns out even the Yardbirds, who were slated to play the fest, didn’t get the memo that they shouldn’t bother showing up. [Washington City Paper]
If you didn’t make it to the Uncapped Live space in the District yet, Brightest Young Things has photos from the official opening night on Friday. As expected, it looked wild. [Brightest Young Things]
As the old saying goes, loose lips sink ships, and nothing gets lips flapping like a fully stocked bar of booze. One Baltimore watering hole, the Mount Royal Tavern, has set it up so that loose lips will sink your bank roll. The bar charges patrons 25 cents if they let any dirty words escape their mouths. Any bartender who serves up a profanity along with a drink order will have to cough up a whole buck. All the money in the Cuss Bucket goes to local charities benefiting animals. Said owner Ron Carback, “My thought was: ‘Be an animal, then help the animals.’ ” [The Baltimore Sun]
And finally, in the event that you were in a cave taking cover from the doomsday that one person wrongly predicted would come Saturday, there’s a new guide from the Centers for Disease Control for all your future disaster planning. Preparedness 101: Zombie Apocalypse slyly offers both practical advice (don’t forget the water!) and comfort (“If zombies did start roaming the streets, CDC would conduct an investigation much like any other disease outbreak”). [Centers for Disease Control]