Friday, March 7, 2008
Chicks, Man Pt. 1: Tabard Inn, Washington, D.C.
I’m almost afraid to call the Tabard Inn, because I’m not sure I want to really know about the anthropomorphic chicken and lizard diorama occupying the curio cabinet in the hallway leading to my room.
But I must. The receptionist was wonderfully nice, and she giggled when I described the piece to her. All she knew was that another employee had made it. She said that Irene could tell me all about it.
I’m still waiting to hear from Irene.