Florida Avenue Grill, Washington, D.C.

Robert came over for dinner, but the place we'd planned to go wasn't open. It was late and we were watching the clock so we wouldn't miss the last subway train home, so, instead of wandering around looking for a fun and different restaurant that was still open, we just went to a place we knew was open, Florida Avenue Grill. Robert likes the breakfasts there.

He had the Virginia ham with fried eggs, grits, and biscuits. Looked good. I had their French toast, which turned out to be surprisingly good and nicely cooked (sometimes French toast is either undercooked or burnt). It was dusted with powdered sugar, but I put syrup on it anyway. I noticed both the ham and the French toast were fried on the grill with presses on top of them.


We also got glasses of their "famous" brewed sweet iced tea, but I can only drink two glasses of it due to all the sugar before I have to convert to straight water.