Fainting Goat


H Street

Get directions | 1234 H St NE, Washington, D.C. 20002

Hours | Sunday Closed, Monday 11:30am-10pm, Tuesday 11:30am-10pm, Wednesday 11:30am-10pm, Thursday 11:30am-10pm, Friday 11:30am-10pm, Saturday 11:30am-10pm

D.C. has a pretty good thing going on these days when it comes to ramen. So we’re going to need someone with a more nuanced understanding of supply and demand to explain to us why the lines at Toki Underground don’t ever seem to get any shorter, even as more ramen places open up. You know people are picking up what you’re putting down when there’s 80-plus degree heat outside, you’re serving up steaming hot bowls of ramen, and you still have an hour wait on a weeknight.
Assuming you will have to wait, we want to make sure you’re prepared, and we want to be certain you don’t make some of the same mistakes we made on our initial trip here.

Mistakes like:

1) Believing that the restaurant is below ground. This H Street spot is underground‚ in the sense that it’s tiny like your first English basement apartment, but it’s actually up a set of stairs from a divey-looking bar called The Pug, which is where you’ll wait for a table. Once upstairs, you’ll find a bar covered in comics and street art all over the walls. Think of it as a 16-year-old’s dream bedroom.

2) Thinking that ramen is the only thing the menu has to offer. The noodle dishes and dumplings at this H Street spot are arguably as good as their ramen, so don’t write off a meal here just because you don’t want a huge bowl of soup. Bring your appetite and let that guide your order.

The bottom line is: Toki serves some of the best dumplings and ramen in the city, in a fun environment. And expect to wait, even when it seems way too hot out to be eating ramen.

H Street Ramen

(202) 388-3086


We’d guess that every day in New York City at least a handful of people who have only voted in one presidential election send text dispatches referring to the Kiki’s as “literally so fun.”

Dining at this trendy Greek restaurant means participating in the greater galactic body of Dimes Square. You’ll eat big plates of grilled fish and drink house wine out of tiny glasses while a fashion-world-adjacent mob clops through the signless doorway in vintage boots and Vans.

Oddly enough, though, the food at this Lower East Side restaurant is much better than it needs to be. For all of these reasons–the quality of the food, the ridiculous-but-consistent scene, the prices, and the generous portions–we unabashedly love Kiki’s.

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