That was definitely the place. Another favorite, that someone mentioned before, was the Friends Meeting House (or Quakers) for lunches. Good bread, hearty soup, nice atmosphere. And it's lunchtime on the left coast.
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The Anabaptist Jacques
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We could switch from food to rats. While the org was a great place, where we lived was usually very rat-infested. A bunch of us lived on an apartment on S street. It was between 18th and 19th, on the south side, right next to an alley. It was so rat-infested you could not go into the kitchen or bathroom after dark. I got stuck there once surrounded by four rats. In another place we had to take turns keeping watch at night against rats. And don’t get me started on roaches!
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Cobbler will be along - but a name...
Recepie will come soon, but a ?"
I think Brook was sr c/s at the time, had a 2D going w/Bernadette and was basically an alcoholic - his eyes always looked like piss holes in the snow on mornings that he showed up.
That him?
Recepie will come soon, but a ?"
I think Brook was sr c/s at the time, had a 2D going w/Bernadette and was basically an alcoholic - his eyes always looked like piss holes in the snow on mornings that he showed up.
That him?
GoButtonIsBlowButton
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A little tiny place... (still hungry)
Down to Florida and S, make a right at the Friends Meeting House, on the left a half a block on the corner. There was this little place that was a bit expensive (a dollar over Drug Fair or Schwartz's), but served outrageously good soups and sandwiches for lunch. It was quite a treat. It became one of the fanciest places in DC to go in the 90's, and now. Hillary Clinton used to go there regularly, as well as Madeline Albright and others. Cafe Nora.
The old 2125 area is one of the fanciest places in DC to live.
Down to Florida and S, make a right at the Friends Meeting House, on the left a half a block on the corner. There was this little place that was a bit expensive (a dollar over Drug Fair or Schwartz's), but served outrageously good soups and sandwiches for lunch. It was quite a treat. It became one of the fanciest places in DC to go in the 90's, and now. Hillary Clinton used to go there regularly, as well as Madeline Albright and others. Cafe Nora.
The old 2125 area is one of the fanciest places in DC to live.
Long Gone
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I know the place you are talking about. It was just south of Dupont Circle on the east side of Conn Ave. Walked down a few stairs to get into the restaurant. That was a Thurs night place for some of us. I dont remember the name either.
I do remember the strip club that Chip mentioned at Florida and S. Its still there. Different dancers. I hope.
The Friends lunch room was my favorite place for lunch. I could eat there and still pretend I was a hippy despite my rather un-hippy-like behavior at the org.
The place on the corner of R and Florida (now Noras) was a great place also - I agree with GoButton on that. Used to pick up coffee and a sugar cookie there for breakfast. (what can I say? I was young and could get away with it. And its all I could afford)
I know the place you are talking about. It was just south of Dupont Circle on the east side of Conn Ave. Walked down a few stairs to get into the restaurant. That was a Thurs night place for some of us. I dont remember the name either.
I do remember the strip club that Chip mentioned at Florida and S. Its still there. Different dancers. I hope.
The Friends lunch room was my favorite place for lunch. I could eat there and still pretend I was a hippy despite my rather un-hippy-like behavior at the org.
The place on the corner of R and Florida (now Noras) was a great place also - I agree with GoButton on that. Used to pick up coffee and a sugar cookie there for breakfast. (what can I say? I was young and could get away with it. And its all I could afford)
Long Gone
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Was this the place on S stree with a purple front? I seem to remember a few people living there, including Tim Mantis and Joanne Ash.
I had equally repellent living quarters caddycorner to the Stone Soup at 17th and R. One of Shoup's roach motels. I look back in wonder at the conditions that we accepted in the name of the cause.
Was this the place on S stree with a purple front? I seem to remember a few people living there, including Tim Mantis and Joanne Ash.
I had equally repellent living quarters caddycorner to the Stone Soup at 17th and R. One of Shoup's roach motels. I look back in wonder at the conditions that we accepted in the name of the cause.
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I lived a few doors down from the org at the Braden Arms. One morning part of the ceiling fell on me - all the plaster and junk was infested with ants & they were all over the place. Yeah... good times that.
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See? And now I'm a Quaker. Who would have thunk it!
The Anabaptist Jacques
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No, the purple building was a nice place. A lot of people passed through there. The place I'm talking about was a little farther up. I was one of Shoup's places. It was a real trip.
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Yeh...thats the guy. He was in such deep denial about it too. One time the then Snr CS Ira Crowe followed Brook after he finished a session, saw him go down to a store, buy a beer and chug it, and when he was confronted about it he totally denied it.....but apparently he had $....
GoButtonIsBlowButton
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Stone Soup
Dietz, our resident Nazi general (Guderian), used to call it Stone Soap. To the Jews out there who understand this sick (but funny) joke*, my apologies.
Stone Soup was run by a bunch of fascist hippies who hated the Scn'ers.
[*The extermination camps used stones carved like soap in the showers...]
Dietz, our resident Nazi general (Guderian), used to call it Stone Soap. To the Jews out there who understand this sick (but funny) joke*, my apologies.
Stone Soup was run by a bunch of fascist hippies who hated the Scn'ers.
[*The extermination camps used stones carved like soap in the showers...]
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Long Gone
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We should make a map of all of Shoup's places. Here's a pic of mine. It was actually at 18th and S (where that fascist Stone Soup with the good granola and organic honey was located), not 17th and R.
We should make a map of all of Shoup's places. Here's a pic of mine. It was actually at 18th and S (where that fascist Stone Soup with the good granola and organic honey was located), not 17th and R.
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I lived in the Purple House. That's where Irene Breeden and Peter retreated to after a big GI (gross income) push. Irene was being chased by aliens and couldn't return to her "space". Whew, I don't even want to think about it. Those were some strange days. Peter and Irene left shortly after that to "deliver" the GI to ElRon personally. I think they tried to take Mary Lou Bell with them or maybe she went willingly. I can't remember. Maybe I need more auditing. That was the last I ever saw of them and good old FCDC. It doesn't take much to make a non believer out of me. Three years and more weird shit than I care to recall. To be fair, there were some good times and some friends I'm still talking to today, thanks to ESMB.
I just recalled a time when Irene and Joe Breeden were standing on the porch of 1810/1812 as-ising clouds. Yeah, OK, and me standing next to them wanting to believe but thinking what the fuck do they think they are doing? Clouds do that all the time. There was also some discussion about space ships up there.
Irene: Can't you see them?
Me: "Duh, (even though Duh wasn't the parlance of the day, I traveled forward in time and borrowed the word and came back) no Irene, I can't." I guess I wasn't OT enough.
Did anyone live in that building north of Swann on 19th across from the org? It was used as the GO's Office either before or after we used it for staff berthing. A lot of people were jammed in that place. It's probably fancy condos now. I lived in the garage behind it for a time with Rick Bannerman and some others I can't recall right now. We finally got an upstat room on the third floor. That was the place where Gordon Bell was fond of waking everyone up in the morning with his saxophone and his bellowing too cheerful voice.
Long Gone
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The only person I remember as living on Swann was Doug Troup and he lived down near Swann and 17th and New Hampshire. That was in 74/75 after the org had moved to S street.
The Anabaptist Jacques
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That was 1827 19th street. A lot of people passed through there. I lived there for awhile too. Romejko had a big parachute on his ceiling. The top floors had a lot of roaches. I mean a lot of roaches. Gordon's room didn't have roaches though. The other rooms were used for auditing sometimes but that stopped becasue of the roaches distracting the pcs. At one point, Dave lived in the front room on the bottom floor. And Gordon would play his saxaphone in the morning. Do you remmeber how he use to go around yelling for everyone to wake up? What an experience!
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I remember Joe Breeden had a thick moustache and Irene had a thin one. She couldn't as-is that.
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I remember Dickies parachute now that you mentioned it. He probably put it up to protect himself from falling plaster while he was sleeping.
Joan Tourtellot lived on the top floor. No nasty jokes now!
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I lived in the same building as Long Gone. My favorite memories were Shoup at the door with his German Shepherd, looking for his rent (we were just a bit in arrears) and roaches the size of rats. DC rats at that. They chased us out of our apartment when we fled to a motel in MD one night.
I lived in the same building as Long Gone. My favorite memories were Shoup at the door with his German Shepherd, looking for his rent (we were just a bit in arrears) and roaches the size of rats. DC rats at that. They chased us out of our apartment when we fled to a motel in MD one night.
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