The Metropolist: Another Stroll Down Washington Area Memory Lane
We've rolled through the alphabet to the letter T in our series of recollections of places that have disappeared from the Washington area landscape.
It was one of the first Thai restaurants in D.C. It was consistently authentic, good and inexpensive. I kept going back for many years even though flashier Thai restaurants opened up in the suburbs.
-- Marian Gay, Bethesda
Toast and Strawberries
The fabulous small boutique was one of the first stores to promote local design talent. Toast, as we fondly called it in the late 1960s, was owned by a young woman in her twenties, who sponsored fashion shows, book talks, poetry readings. Old Washingtonians will remember it started on R Street and went later to Q Street.
Our prom dresses and wedding dress were designed there. I got a baby carrier for a friend there. I am sure it was the only place in the city that had a carrier for a day-old baby. Mostly, we remember it as a meeting place for people interested in the arts or politics, or just life.
-- Gail Hansberry, Washington
The Trailways Terminal
I started working the graveyard shift at the Trailways bus terminal at 12th and I streets NW right out of high school in 1970. A naive young man from the Maryland suburbs, I quickly became aware of the late night street life. The bus terminal restaurant was one of the few places open all night. All types of characters -- including ladies of the evening, those from the various nightclubs, dope dealers, pickpockets and the homeless -- all converged usually around 2 or 3 in the morning.