The self-service negates our usual commentary on champagne levels -- this freedom's appreciated, moments of embarrassment for poor pourers aside. The flavor choices are among the best you'll encounter; take the week off from orange and enjoy blackberry, strawberry, or whatever special syrup's on offer.
There's a nice variety of brunch staples and all-day entree options; the fried chicken biscuit's to die for, dangerously close to literally.
The two-hour limit's apparently negotiable if you ask nicely, and they were extremely chill about our group's early-arrivers occupying a table for half an hour without ordering anything while waiting for our full party.
If you can nab an outdoor table, Pennsylvania Avenue's a bustling backdrop, but even the inside offers a snug feel befitting the whiskey-inspired name.
Doi Moi puts an innovative spin on some traditional brunch items and you can always just order a big bowl of noodles if your heart desires.
The mimosa options are limited but distinctive (and, when combined with a burrito for less than $30, cheap) enough to merit a high score.
We're like the postmen. We brunch in rain, sleet, or snow
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