34th STREET — Eat & Joy is a Georgetown establishment I have not experienced before. Known only by locals, one must have their ear to the ground to hear rumblings of this purportedly delicious destination. For me, Eat & Joy came to my attention while at a local townhouse when I heard whispers of a group move to this establishment during a party.
While most individuals in this day and age use online review sites such as Yelp! to find eating establishments, Eat & Joy relies on classic word of drunken mouth.
This could be the interior of Eat & Joy. I don’t remember.
“Yo, bro want some pizza?”
“Ya, man! Tuscony’s?”
“Closed. We’ll have to do Eat & Joy”
“…damn. ok”
Sources say this conversation is how most people end up dining at Eat & Joy on weekend nights.
The decor in the restaurant was average. Decorations were sparse. Which is saying something based on the fact I was mostly seeing doubles at this point.
Additionally, for those of you who visit be advised the staff can be irritable when art is closely inspected. They are also very irritable when some of said art is thrust down my friend Chuck’s pants in a poorly planned act of kleptomania.
Upon reaching the front of the line, I asked for the expertise of the staff in differentiating what to sample. I was between ordering Gyro Turkish Doner and the Spinach Mozzarella Salad. Two of my favorites. I confidently walked forward uttered, “Which of the… wait… Doner Gyro or the Spina-Mozzzzzzerella. What’d go best right now?”
At this point I must say the staff is less than hospitable and probably the lowest marks on my restaurant-reviewer rubric. This is due to the fact that despite multiple utterances and variations of the aforementioned question, I was continually met with the same response, “What kind pizza?”
Eventually, my slice of pepperoni pizza only dripped grease when held up a few times. Further, their packaged Ranch Dressing is truly the elixir of the God’s. Overall, Eat & Joy food was better than no food. Although I have had numerous slices which held their flavor better, this slice was almost tasteless when I booted it all over a tree on Prospect some minutes later.
Drunk Food Critic Grade: Good Enough
