My boyfriend and I took his sister to Bebo Trattoria while she was visiting the DC after seeing the reviews on the Washingtonian.

The mussels in my pasta were so fishy, our table stank. Her pork chop was rock hard and dry. The only thing that saved our experience even remotely was the fact that the credit card machine crashed and they ended up comping us two rounds of drinks for the inconvenience.

It's actually caused me to seriously question the reviews on the Washingtonian website. Maybe the chef had a good restaurant in the past, but that shouldn't give him a free pass or an automatic place on the Top 100 list. Thank goodness it was no where to be found on the 2009 list!