For years, “Adams Morgan” was synonymous with cheap booze, jumbo slice, and regrettable decisions. “I grew up in D.C. and remember when nothing went on in Adams Morgan,” says Rob Sonderman, the seasoned pitmaster at crazy popular barbecue spot — and aspiring local chain — Federalist Pig, who recalls nights at Madam’s Organ or the Reef as “wall-to-wall people, sweating and getting drunk.”
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