Lunch this week with friend Juahn at Burma (740 6th St NW), creatively-named purveyors of Burmese (Myanmarian?) cuisine. I had been there once before, at least three years ago, and it is the same yellow-and-yellowing hole-in-the-wall as ever. Service is good in terms of keeping water glasses full but not in terms of correctly adding up the check. Acoustics are surprisingly bad despite the smallish room and thickish carpet, everyone can hear everyone else’s conversation. Almost all dishes are under $10, which is good in my book. Beef curry is solid. Juahn got a plate full of steamed (sauteed?) veggies and tofu which looked miserable but he happily ate the whole thing — then again, in college Juahn was notorious for eating Chef Boy-ar-dee ravioli cold, straight out of the can, so his palate may not be representative of normal humans. Also, he added quite a bit of hot sauce (to the veggies/tofu, not to the ravioli).
Burma has a certain character and the food is okay and a decent value, but is nowhere near as good as Mandalay in Silver Spring (930 Bonifant); Burma’s service is better than Mandalay’s but that is like saying Mario Mendoza was a better hitter than your mom. Burma is also right above Kanlaya (Thai), which has better food and ambience, is nearly as cheap, and is where I will go next time I bother walking over to 6th for lunch.