Rose’s Luxury Rooftop Garden
You tend to arrive with a reservation (HOW?!) because you snagged two seats at the coveted rooftop garden communal table where Aaron Silverman just feeds you for the night (oh). Your move: pork lychee salad, strawberry pasta, popcorn soup, brisket, and more and more wine. Your talent: you know people. Or people who know people. Or you have one of the fastest trigger fingers in the District because when those seats go on sale, they’re gone in seconds. Must be all that Duck Hunt you played. You don’t care how bloated you and your date get. If the meal was a 10, that’s a win. You will hold hands while sleeping sitting up, then make the magic happen at 6:40am, and again at 9:37am.