MONDAY PASTA NIGHT AT TED’S GAINS FAVOR IN THE COMMUNITY! “ALL THE FOOD THAT’S GOOD TO EAT!” “PRIDE FOR OLD GLORY” Let’s be honest — these days trying to pick a restaurant on Barracks Row is like trying to pick a winner at Pim- lico before the first heat. And with such a wide selection, it’s difficult to know how to handicap them. But now we have Ted’s BULLETIN in the starter’s gate — a real American classic joint with a bit of style. As diners will figure out early, the fare is unabashedly familiar — like ma’s blueberry pie but a damn sight better--and that’s great for kids and adults alike. And far from primitive, there’s nothing gussied up about BULLETIN except the trappings and lights from the old Philly Convention Hall where pugs like Joe Frazier first fought for a title in 1965. Ted Neal STORY CONTINUED ON PAGE 4 STORY CONTINUED ON PAGE 4 PHONE 202~544~TEDS ADDRESS 505 8TH ST, SE WDC CORNER OF E & 8TH WASHINGTON, DC SPRING 1928 VOL. II — BREAKFAST/LUNCH/DINNER EDITION NUMBER 4 TOPS ON THE HILL! TED’S BULLETIN OPENS ON CAPITOL HILL “WHO’S TED?” Ted grew up in the 30’s in the height of the Great Depression in “Bloody” Mingo County in Southern West Vir- ginia. If employed, most worked in the coal fields, and as one of eight kids, there was not always enough food to feed the whole family. Thirty-plus years later, as we would travel back to the “hollers” of his hometown, the place names were unforgettable – Wil- liamson, Delbarton, Chattaroy, Red Jacket, Logan, Boone and better – Dog Patch, Jesse, Big Ugly… “You can call me anything, except late for dinner,” was one of those “Dad” sayings that was repeated so many times throughout the years that all we could do was groan and roll our eyes. But at the heart of it, I think that’s why Ted always had a pot of chili, beef stew, or some kind of rustic soup on the stove. Ted became the “cook of the neigh- borhood.” And even though we lived in a small city, he always had a big gar- den. All the neighbors knew that Ted “overplanted” tomatoes, corn (always Silver Queen), zucchini, squash, green beans, cucumbers and everything else under the sun…so he could keep the whole neighborhood “chock fulla” produce. This ritual happened every spring and summer. “Gotta give all this away, so it doesn’t go to waste.” For us, it was a different era growing up in the sixties and seventies. More than today, where we seem to be more private in our neighborhoods, there was always someone knocking on the front door. Door-to door salesmen (and women) selling Encyclopedias, vac- uum cleaners, cleaning supplies, you name it. And neighbors, the Postman, the UPS man... it didn’t matter who, Ted always took them by surprise ask- ing them if they had had lunch. by Mario Puzo Monday night at Ted’s is Pasta Night, and the mention of an Italian family feast brings to mind a light-hearted group thoroughly enjoying each oth- er’s company to start the new week. Family time is also fun time as you prepare yourself for an array of deli- cious, home cooked foods set out on bright checkered tablecloths! Kids can honor their parents with a hearty “Salud” and a raised glass of ginger ale or fizzy water — complete with a cherry and a shot of grena- dine — while the adults relax and en- joy a bottle of our specially selected red vino direct from the Old Country! Capitol Hill may be far different from Sunny Italy, but on this occasion, the happy mood is exactly the same. TRY A SHAKE—OUR SHAKES ARE MADE WITH REAL MILK FROM A COW! S H A K E ! S H A K E ! S H A K E ! Ah, the sounds of old Caruso records and lantern slides of the Italian canals — a vision made in heaven! Our fabulous family style pasta is pre- pared with superb Italian meat sauce, aged grated cheeses, a choice of sauces or a wonderful nightly special. Ask your server! Accompany your pasta with a crisp salad, a bowl of Chef Eric “Brandino’s” soup du jour and of course the always popular garlic toast. Then polish off your meal in true Italian style with a steaming hot espresso. Always remem- ber, Italians never hurry a meal and if you take their advice, it’s ok to keep the kids up past 8 on a Monday evening! From our Ted’s family to yours, we sin- cerely hope that at the end of your meal everyone will stand up, clasp hands and say in contented tones — “Mi piace!” or “We like it!” Ted’s corporate Art Deco features were salvaged from the Philadelphia Civic Center, circa 1928 In this place, the food is excellent and better yet, the price is right. It’s a joint for all Hillys of all ages and for the money, you can’t get a better burger in town; No jokes here—they grind their own meat in-house! Where else can you strap on the old feedbag and get Chef Shannan Tronco- so’s take on a grilled cheese for the kids with classic Wonder Bread or one for yourself with the real deal, Texas Toast? Dunk it in a bowl of her homemade to- mato soup and it’s a runaway winner. Sure to round out as a top favorite with the fans will be hits such as the classic Cobb salad with Green Goddess dress- ing, meat loaf and real un-canned peas and hot cornbread on the side; With all of this on the menu, it’ll be just like hit- ting the trifecta! For the drop in diner and neighbor- hood early birds, sweets for the honeys include homemade toaster pastries, shakes, cookies and peanut butter pie. Coffee and Italian-style frothy espresso drinks won’t set you back either. Ven- ture in or rap on the takeout window for Pastry Chef Erica Chirunomula’s grab- and-go savory pies, muffins and hot breakfast sandwiches. Finally, a real winner is the projector that grinds out old flickers for the edifi- cation of elbow-benders who might be present. The movie menu includes such stalwarts as The Marx Brothers and Jim- my Stewart—and miracle of miracles— there’s no cover or minimum. You’d have to go far to do better than Ted’s Bulletin; and relax--this place doesn’t do trick dogs, talking dolls or assorted feats of magic. It’s just a mec- ca for the hungry and it’s damn pleasant any time of day! BULLETIN opens daily at 7am, 7 days a week. TedsBulletin.com FRED HERRMANN CAPITOL HILL RENAISSANCE MAN Special thanks to Director of Opera- tions and pal, Freddie Herrmann, for sharing his entire music collection for our restaurant soundtrack. It has been speculated that Fred may have been born in the wrong musical era, favoring the sounds of the 30s and 40s to today’s modern “junk” as Fred puts it. Not so coincidentally, his name works for that era as well, somehow we can see “Freddie Herrmann and the Fred Her- rmann All-Stars” on the bandstand. No small stretch, Fred was a proud mem- ber of the Washington Redskins Band for a fine ten year stint from 1987-1997, in what Fred calls “The glory days of R.F.K.!” Just as interesting is Fred’s longtime Capitol Hill association. Just across the street at the current “Frame of Mine” storefront at 522 8th Street, is the site of the former Fred Herrmann Restau- rant which was in operation over 100 years ago from 1895-1905. That great building was built specifically to house the restaurant. Upon Fred’s great great grandfather’s passing, the letters MRS. were added to the signage, when the misses took over. A serious piece of Capitol Hill history, with Fred keeping up the family tradi- tion in restaurants and residence! TED’S ON THE HILL STORY CONTINUED FROM PAGE 1 TED REMEMBERED STORY CONTINUED FROM PAGE 1 MILES OF SPAGHETTI BRING FAMILIES CLOSER SPECIAL NIGHTS MONDAY JOIN US FOR FAMILY STYLE PASTA NIGHT! BIG BOWLS! MEATBALLS! RED SAUCE! CLAM SAUCE! GARLIC TOAST! He fed them all. Simple grilled cheese and tomato soup was a staple, and as al- ways – that pot was on the stove. As kids, we were always embarrassed by this gesture, but looking back, he knew that food was a great equalizer, it was his way of keepin’ it real…he firmly believed, and told us often, that he thought that making a meal, dining together, was one of the most civilized things we could do with our fellow man. Ted would “hold court,” in the kitchen or on the front porch, often with Miller Lite in hand “pontificating” with all who would join in. He was the perfect host and would’ve been a natural at the res- taurant business. Though he never did own his own place, we have long talked about opening a place in his honor…so here we are in Washington, DC – light years from those early days. We know he would have had fun here at Ted’s BULLETIN. Enjoy! Ted was partner Mark and Ty Neal’s father. TEDSBULLETIN.COM TUNE IN TO... RESIDENTS AND HILL MOMS SWOON OVER CLASSIC AMERICAN ENTREES, BURGERS AND SHAKES! by Saul Capote (8 3 3 7) ! chinatown 713 h street nw washington, dc 20001 capitol hill 521 8th street se washington, dc 20003 rockville 1699 rockville pike at congressional plaza rockville, md 20852 matchbox369.com