Economic issues make some people's eyes glaze over, so we'll put this plainly: Today's minimum wage is epic in its injustice and Dickensian in its cruelty. It's a shame that Dickens himself isn't here to write about it.
History has a way of repeating itself. The District foodscape is starting to look an awful lot like it did in the 1920's, returning to its culinary roots and becoming a food capital yet again.
I didn't use a coupon to my neighborhood pet store this past weekend. I usually spend about $60 every other week stocking up on food for my pets and believe me, I can really use the $12.