“All things to all people.” It’s rare for that term to be used in a flattering sense. It implies hubris, a sort of impossible ambition.
But maybe, just maybe, Bayou can pull it off.
The newest addition to D.C.’s growing list of jazz venues is a sorta-restaurant-sorta-sports-bar, half-Beltway-half-Big Easy joint that’s right smack in between Foggy Bottom, Dupont Circle, West End and Georgetown. Continue reading