|East Building, National Gallery of Art|
|How I would feel in a museum without lunch first...|
|This is art. It has its own security guard so people don't step on it. I guess|
that's what happens when you have art that looks like a puke-colored melted bag.
|From the Hirshhorn Display. It was amazing. Photo Credit|
The next day, we went out to brunch in Old Town. I scored a sweet parking spot, so I was already feeling pretty cheerful! We went to Virtue Feed and Grain. Brunch was tasty but Dad definitely won with his order. Here's a tip to me: don't order Mexical breakfasts on the East Coast, it just isn't the same. Also, do not order a Bloody Mary at Virtue- it's watery gazpacho with vodka. The mimosas are much better (I had a sip of Dad's!).
The rest of the day was pretty mellow. I did some online coursework and watched football. It was a really relaxing weekend and I was glad for the quality father-daughter time. Oh, and the quality time with the birds. I can't forget the surrogate children.