The orange juice and bellini mixers are really just complements to the never-ending full flutes of champagne. They even threw in a mojito, although it's less exciting when you remember the full brunch package runs $65 before tax and tip.
The tapas menu is delightful, with oysters and shrimp making for a much more exciting appetizer than usual and enough mini-desserts to kill off any last worries you aren't full, but entirely too much individual ordering is required for what's essentially an all-you-can-eat affair.
Our server graciously warned us about the crevices those cheap table pads cause (even if we didn't remember to heed his advice), and was more than happy to serve us straight champagne for at least three hours.
The Potomac River views are gorgeous (the Rosslyn ones, less so), and the spacious interior provides a bright brunch feel, but underneath the ritzy facade you can't escape the cheap table pads.
Classic brunch items are on offer and quite generously portioned, but if you're into beach-adjacent animals, we'd endorse switching over to the main menu
It's the Wharf, so you've got the obligatory view of the water from a nice perch, although for all the visual razzle-dazzle they seem to have neglected some more fundamental items, like comfortable chairs.
We're like the postmen. We brunch in rain, sleet, or snow
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