The Big House

I’d like to speak to the manager!!!

Adam and I went back to DC this weekend.

For the record, when I say weekend, I mean our weekend.  Monday and Tuesday.  Not the real weekend.  

We flew down Monday morning and flew back Wednesday morning.  

WOW.  

Do you guys travel a lot?

The thing is, this trip came from out of the blue.  

I work in a small town, where a very famous family lives.  They have government protection you might say.  And the people that protect the family, eat at my restaurant. 

A LOT.  

In fact, the agency, I am speaking of, honored the restaurant with an award for service to the agency, because Chef took very good care of them during COVID.  It is the only restaurant in the history of the agency to get this award.  Chef is very proud of it.  

One of the agents, eats with us almost weekly in the summer.  

And.

His son was hired a year ago to be a foodrunner, with us.    

He is a true friend to the restaurant.  

Last year, he was transferred to DC, to cover a certain more famous person.  During his last meal with us, he told me and Chef that if we ever wanted to come to DC and see the White House to let him know.

Unbeknownst to me.  Chef reached out.  

Two weeks ago, Chef told me that if Adam and I wanted to travel to DC on February 20th, we can see the White House on Tuesday morning.  

So, Adam and I flew down on Monday.  And back on Wednesday.

And at 8:45, we arrived at the gates, with lots of other people, walked through mucho, mucho security and at 9:15 walked through the visitor’s entrance.  And we were in the White House.    

First, it’s much smaller than I thought it would be.  I’ve been in homes with much larger rooms.  

However, when you think about the history that has occurred it’s a little overwhelming.  

We only saw public areas, but it was still great.

The Vermeil Room.  

The Library.  

The China Room. 

The Movie Theater.  

Lots and lots of artwork, much of which I’ve seen in TV and movies, but up close and personal they are amazing.  A portrait of JFK.  Michelle Obama.  The Reagan’s.  The portrait of George Washington that was saved by Dolly Madison.  The portrait of Lincoln that hangs in the State dining room. 

We saw the state dining room, where a certain, person served Big Macs to a sportsball team.  

We saw the hallway, where the President walks down to give important messages.  

We were in the hallway, where an amazing photograph was taken with a Obama and his dog.    

Fun fact, the docents in each room, work for the agency, carry guns and have handcuffs.  

One of them asked if we had any questions, we did not, but the woman next to us did and started a conversation that lasted about 15 minutes.  We used our new knowledge that they know the history of the rooms to ask more and more questions as we finished our tour.  

In all it took about 90 minutes.  

And as I said, the history was amazing.  

There was also a reverence about it.  

Most of us moved through quietly, whispering to each other.  

We ended at the big entrance to the White House.  

It too, is much smaller than I thought it would be.  And kind of plain.  

But when you think of all of the insanely famous people who have walked through the doors, it is very, very special.  

We took lots of photos and were quite grateful for the ability to do this.  

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