H Street NE is notable for its ill-paved streets and random assortment of eclectic bars and restaurants. It’s our very own Epcot-like recreation of Brooklyn! And because it’s deliberately thematic, it has managed to avoid the onslaught of bistros--nondescript, sterile, nice restaurants that thrive on euphemisms (“approachable cuisine” anyone?). But
Arielle, streetcars are soshulism. Or nazi commie muslim plots. Or something.