What Mike Fanone can’t forget
Molly Ball reports: It wasn’t a cop bar; that was the point. They weren’t there to meet other cops. They were there to meet girls. The three police officers took seats at the wine bar in D.C.’s trendy Navy Yard neighborhood—exposed concrete walls, leather banquettes, $13 tuna tartare—and despite its being a wine bar, despite the Wednesday night half-price-wine special, they ordered beers. May 12, 2021, was a balmy night, and dozens of newly vaccinated young urbanites mingled out on…