I don’t think I’ve ever ventured into the Georgetown neighborhood before dark. Sure, I’ve been to Jules Maes for roller derby after-parties and Stellar Pizza after the first official derby bout. (I still say thanks to Stellar and their inability to accommodate the massive turnout, Mr. T became my boyfriend a little over 3 years ago.) Sidebar: The pizza is great there, once it arrives.
Today, I had compelling cause to revisit (a spaaaaah appointment). I was curious to wander as it gets so much press for being the up-and-coming hood. Calamity Jane’s had patrons, but like the ’99 Stranger Jules Maes review, the streets were as dead as a movie set. You’d never know that Artopia went down the day before.