Over at the O Street Market, what is happening? Nothing. Not that I can see when I pass by on the bus or walk through Giant's parking lot. Well there are some small things. Weeds are growing and the top window on the building, looks like half of it is about to fall out.
Last night, the Help and I took a post-dinner walk around the hood. We walked over to Shaw Tavern. What's happening? Nothing, but it looks awfully close to something. The lights were on, but nobody was home. Because you can see the kitchen, it looks ready to go. There are onions and potatoes sitting there, and it looks fully equiped. They just have to open. Um, wonder what's holding them up? Inspections or other paperwork maybe? I guess this because we noticed with the inspection stickers and what not in the window that the fire alarm system got approval only a few days ago. Anyone know if they got their C of O yet? Physically they look ready, but legally, that can be another matter.
We also decided to take a walk to the other Steve May project, EC12 over on North Capitol. Yes, walking around at when it's dark (it was about 8:30-9PM) is not recommended, but I had the Help and a big ole' umbrella. Also I suggested to the help on our future nighttime walks we bring the under sink wrench, a heavy metal baton with a wrench thing on the top. If the police ask why we have it, we can just say we have it just in case we encounter someone with a screw loose. Get it? Wrench, screw? Ok, I'll leave the comedy and personal safety to the professionals. Anyway, we got to EC-12. Once again, lights on, and nothing going on. We could see the 2nd floor had no ceiling. The 1st level appeared to have something. When we got to the front we saw the protest notice. After some digging at the ABRA site I did find the notice here. I highly recommend that y'all who live around EC-12 take a look at the hours of operation and see if that works for you.
Yoga District is on Florida Avenue, where the Jackson Hewett (or however you spell it) offices used to be. There were folks stretching when we passed by.