"On the weekends, you’ll find a mix of locals, tourists, and Beltway politicians at this Jazz District restaurant, which writer Calvin Trillin famously decreed “the single best restaurant in the world” in 1972. Bryant’s decor hasn’t changed much since Trillin’s visit; the Brooklyn Avenue dining room is a time capsule of Formica, framed newspaper clippings, and greasy floor tiles. The cooking, on the other hand, has changed. Once famous for burnt ends, Bryant’s best meal is now its lean brisket sandwich, served on soft white bread and topped with AB’s distinctive brick-red, vinegar-bright sauce. No one makes a sauce like Bryant’s — whether that’s good or bad is one of the city’s enduring culinary debates." - Liz Cook
Wheat Photography