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White-on-blue directional signs: they might be everywhere, but are they a gold standard?

Crossing the Occoquan River from Prince William County to southern Fairfax County in Northern Virginia doesn’t yield a lot of surprises.  Regardless of the county, it’s all suburbia, albeit a lot less dense and urbanized than Arlington County or other parts of Fairfax that are closer to Alexandria and, of course, Washington DC.  But, while

Flying projectiles and French pastries: not exactly a familiar pairing!

I had visited this little shopping center just south of Alexandria, Virginia more than a few times before I ever noticed this bizarre little sign about flying projectiles. It didn’t occur to me during any previous visit, since I normally sat indoors to avoid the scorching summer sun, but apparently some people opt to eat

Good from all angles? Why the Murat Temple (Old National) in Indy gets a pass.

Continuing the spirit of the previous blog post—surveying big buildings and extolling those that look good from all angles—I migrate this time for a brief look at a building in my hometown that has always captivated me and certainly achieves minor landmark status.  Most other visitors to Indianapolis who have lingered in this neighborhood have

Fairfax Station Square: a humble strip mall perseveres in the thick of sprawl. But why?

In this nation of abundant strip malls, it should come as no surprise that quite a few of them look pretty drab, underinvested, and plagued with low occupancy.  Why expect anything else?   As I’ve noted countless times before, America grapples with a glut of retail-oriented real estate: a supply that accommodates the demand almost

Kids’ play areas: are businesses scaling back due to reduced demand?

As I plug away at a larger research initiative that is taking more time than I expect, I must scramble to reach my usual quota of articles for the month.  So, while I continue to plow through that bigger article, I offer this mini-post as sort of a follow-up from a post I wrote a

Visible power lines along the riverfront: a visual blight or a necessity?  Or both?

To the average observer, this just looks like a shallow creek threading through a lightly urbanized area.  Nothing special at all.  Kind of drab, even.  But to the locals, this riverfront image is probably quickly recognizable: the architecture of the buildings, though distant and none too striking, gives it away.  Or maybe it’s the bridge

Roaches Run memorial: a makeshift tribute to the midair collision over the Potomac.

Almost three weeks have come and gone since the tragic crash of American Eagle Flight 5342 with a Blackhawk UH-60 near Ronald Reagan Washington International Airport (DCA), right above the Potomac River, sending the two aircraft and their 67 passengers plunging into the icy water.  I visited the George Washington Memorial Parkway, about as close

The Block in Annandale: fastidiously fighting food hall fatigue.

Several months ago, I stumbled into a restaurant cluster called The Block in Annandale, a somewhat distinctive suburban district in the overwhelmingly suburban Fairfax County, Virginia, just south of Washington DC.  The unassuming exterior (which I’ll review shortly) betrayed a lively, hip interior that managed to generate at least medium buzz after 9pm in this