Another DC brunch suggestion for the have-nots. (You know, I’ve always said that if you live in the DC area and you don’t do brunch, you’re considered a “nobody”) One thing I can say about eating brunch in D.C. is if you have friends that like to calculate the check when it comes out, then
It’s currently snowing, and it’s the first day of spring. Weird, right? Not as much as putting tostitos chips on top of grits. Too soon? I guess I should get right into this restaurant review then. No, wait! That’s not how this works. I have to talk with you before I start talking about the
Brrrr. No, this isn’t a Gucci Mane reference, although I still play Trap House on Sunday’s before I head to worship. (haha just kidding, I play In My Kitchen). The Brrr was for me standing outside this restaurant, waiting for the doors to open which opened 4 minutes later than it was expected to. If
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