Folks, place your food porn below. Beer porn welcome too. Discussions of alcohol are absolutely encouraged. TV shows (I love me some Survivor after all these years) are fair game.....hell if someone could give me a clue about this Game of Thrones stuff I keep hearing about I might be willing to watch it.
So to fill out the word count requirement without endless "Go Terps" (or since we will soon be B1G - "F-Michigan"s) a brief history of how PC took root in DC. First of all, of the Latino population in the US and in DC specifically, ehtnic Peruvians are not a huge percentage. And "ethnic Peruvians" may be a misnomer as the country itself is a melting pot in its own right with heavy asian influences (and indeed, a former president had a Japanese last name). Because of the heavy Asian influence, Peruvian Food is considered the best cuisine from the Andean region (think Central America + Colombia, Venezuela, Ecuador, Bolivia and of course Peru). the dish itself is a staple in Peru and is readily available. Have had it in Lima and La Paz (Bolivia, where they refer to it as Peruvian Chicken as well...but in Spanish), and EPR is not only tasty, it is authentic. So how does a place serving delicious dish (and not much else of note) take off to the point where lines are literally out the door in a hood where most businesses left a long time ago? Word of mouth among El Salvadorans coupled with unbelievable price points. Its not that El Salvadorans were hurting for good food - pupusas are uniquely El Salvadoran and their cuisine is fairly well respected throughout the Andean region in its own right. But they were and perhaps still are the majority or plurality - certainly the most populous - of Latinos in the DC area. And El Salvadorans knew of "Peruvian Sticky Chicken" in El Salvador, although they likely could not afford it frequently. Day Labor economics has long dictated that the hirer provide lunch. Well when the Day Labor suggests PC (thinking "Hey we get Pollo Al a Brasa" which is better than a Gringo burger and the hirer sees the price tag and says "you guys want to come here tomorrow?" A habit is formed. Clearly the initial bulk of customers for EPR were day laborers. Family members opened a second place in VA - the two places may share the same name, and basically some of the same menu items, EPR Wheaton>>>>>EPR Arlington; that said, there is a line out the door at lunch time in Arlington as well. Some take notice - folks of international extraction, folks on tight budgets, well-heeled yuppies. It tastes great and is not terrible for you. Its not terribly greasy. Others take notice of the thriving business and they taste the chicken and say "I could make a mint off of these birds!" But none of them can generate the sheer carryout traffic of the EPRs. Chains form - Sardi's, Crisp and Juicy as well as standalone Mom & Pops. The formerly empty(ing) inner of Triangle of Wheaton has going concern PC places getting the overflow traffic from EPR (or samplers like myself). Mexican places start offering PC to augment their menus and see upticks in customers. Folks try PC, they love PC....but fuck-all, Wheaton can be a bitch to get to sometimes. So more places open such that there are > 50 in MD alone and spreading throughout the state. Folks think of the bigger picture and start to open places in other towns - Portland, Charlotte, Philly, NYC. But it started here....in Wheaton.....just like Led Zeppelin's mythic first performance in the US and Joan Jett's first band (no, not the Runaways).
So lets see how this works. And seriously, if someone can inform me what the fuss is about Game of Thrones, I'd appreciate it.