Georgetown Cafe, Georgetown, D.C.

After our real estate inspections Sunday and to give him a chance to think things over, Ian and I went to a late lunch at Georgetown Cafe. Ian got a Swiss cheese omelette with fried potatoes and toast.


I got the gyros platter, which was actually quite good and larger than I'd expected. It came with a warm piece of pita bread, so I could have made my own gyros sandwich, but, much like I do when confronted with a plate of fajitas, I ate everything separately. I also love their battered French fries.



Georgetown Cafe is always an interesting place. It's part greasy-spoon diner and part Middle Eastern deli.