Unfortunately, the advertised blood orange is unavailable, but with a peach bellini alternative to OJ and sub-$20 price tag, we got over it pretty quickly.
RedRocks is very much a pizza place (if the 14 different pies aren't enough, don't sleep on the breakfast calzones), but breakfast classics still abound, at a great intersection of affordability and portion size.
Our server kindly replaced a full coffee after a creamer mishap, and continued refilling mimosa glasses past the 3-hour mark. It's usually a good sign when we're the ones cutting ourselves off.
The bright, brick-laden interior creates a warm, having-brunch-at-your-neighborhood-bar vibe.
Penn Quarter, Chinatown
The bottomless deal's spruced up with bellinis and the always-dangerous rosé, and we'll never complain about the control over champagne levels that leaving mimosa construction to us provides.
Eastern Market, Capitol Hill
You probably don't usually have spaghetti carbonara for brunch, but you should make an exception here. If you're not feeling quite that frisky, the mainstays still acquit themselves well.
We're like the postmen. We brunch in rain, sleet, or snow
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