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all words and photos by Dakota Fine

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BYT was graciously invited to attend the Grapes with the Apes event at the National Zoo last week.

You may have heard of "Brew at the Zoo" before... you know, the beer event at the zoo? Well, I'd never heard of "Grapes with the Apes" so I'm guessing it's a new thing. But generally speaking it's the same concept as the "Brew" except with wine instead. Oh yeah, and you get to drink in the monkey house, which is kind of cool, except we didn't see any monkeys, I think they were all hiding.

Now, you might think that the reason to go to a boozy event at the National Zoo is to drink a lot of wine. But in my case (and those who know me can attest to this) I am much more inclined towards food than I am towards drink. As Jeff will happily tell you, I was interested in going if only for the sake of being fed.

At first it looked like I was out of luck; the only food to be found was in the form of Antipasto platters that had to be purchased. But after ambling up the road we promptly encountered the "VIP Crush Pad," where we were delighted to find a smattering of delicious provisions courtesy of Chef Geoff’s, Hotel Palomar and others. I gorged myself on short rib and mashed potatoes, while Jeff smirked and made fun of me for whining (no pun intended).

Anyways, originally Jeff was supposed to do this writeup, but after he sent me a poorly authored editorial on the rumblings of my tummy and capped it off by adding that I "BELONG" at the zoo, well, I thought better of it, and did the writeup myself (editorial privileges grant me such powers). Thanks Jeff.

Anyways, maybe I am a food whore, but at least I'm not a whore.

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Previously in I Heart DC:

God loves a cheerful giver.

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3 years ago Jason Bond said

I once took my parents to the national zoo. My dad and I were at the donkey pen (literally - it said "donkey", and there was an old patchy donkey in there), when I looked over and saw my mom and sister in a crowd, gathered around a tiny shriveled kangaroo with it's back to us. My dad and I went over there to see wtf was up, and as we got closer we saw him. The tiny old kangaroo. He was standing there, flicking his penis. We decided to leave and go hang out at the WWII memorial.

3 years ago Michael said

Zoos suck.

3 years ago Ernest said

So do you, Michelle.

Stop blowing things up, Cale, buka.

Has anyone visited the Amazonia or kid's farm? One really should. It's captivating.

3 years ago Jason Rubin said

WOW! What well placed water marks. You are amazing.

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