I'm not sure what the 'V' stands for, but I think it means Eddie V's off course, a little more often than not. At least that's sums up all my experiences.\n\nI've been here three times, hoping at least one them would have supported what my fellow D.C. Ranchers are always spouting-off about this place. \nI've concluded that perhaps in their drug-addled youth, they got a hold of some bad LSD, predisposing them to the belief that if something costs an assload, it must be good.\n\nA ridiculously small lunch portion of halibut forced a visit to the nearby candy store,'Sugar', where I loaded up on my childhood faves, got a sugar rush that made my heart palpitate, and got into a fight with my wife for not sharing my Charleston Chew with her.\n\nI was hungry. \nAnd Eddie V's made me hungry.\nBut he won't do it again.\nBecause I know something he doesn't.\nThrice bitten, followed by a sugaring of near fatal proportions, four times shy,