For as sharp as Vinoteca can be, a solo orange mimosa option is a little disappointing, but there's no skimping on champagne, and that's what matters.

All your brunch staples are here, with a few fun twists (steak and eggs poutine) and no shortage of lox options.

It's not surprising that one of our comrades showed up wearing a J.Crew gingham shirt -- in the end, we're still a DC brunch crew. What is surprising is that our waiter complimented him on it. We're not above simple flattery.

This rating's inevitably biased by the glorious spring day on which we visited, but a table overlooking the intersection of U and 11th provides an unparalleled people-watching experience.