Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Improv, Washington D.C March 17, 2007

The DC Improv is a comedy club first, a restaurant as a convenience. The show I saw, Flip Orley's hypnosis routine, was wonderfully entertaining, which was a good thing.

The cramped dark showroom was so crowded I wondered what the fire marshall would say. When my party of four was shown to its tiny round table, I noted the nearest emergency exit. We hoped there would be no pyrotechnics in this show. There were a lot of people between us and fresh air.

Once seated, our friendly and expedient waiter asked if we could scoot our table closer to our neighboring table to allow him access to the table behind us. We introduced ourselves to our new tablemates.

When I opened the menu, I was amused to see the fare was primarily Mexican. Did they think it was funny to feed this many squished people beans?

Knowing the nature of a dinner show and the size of his station, our waiter wisely suggested that we order doubles for our drinks. I was grateful.

Our food came quickly. The queso dip was delicious, although the chips were too thin to hold much of it. We had to fish out several pieces with our fingers as silverware did not arrive until after the entrees.

My burrito was big and pretty tasty, but the ingredients were unevenly distributed. It wasn't until halfway through that I found any of the promised lettuce. I was apparently at the rice end of the burrito. I finally used my fork and found the cache of lettuce and chicken at the opposite end.

After my double vodka, dessert seemed like a good idea. We shared the raspberry cheescake and pecan pie. Both were delicious, although too small. We hadn't thought to ask for 4 forks, so we had to share.

The comic put on a hilarious show. I laughed so hard my face hurt. But he had to work against my growing claustrophia. I couldn't wait to exit when the show was over.

If I go back, I will sit at the high top tables near the exit. And if I go back, it won't be for the food.

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