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.

At $45 for bottomless drinks and an entree, one of them's overpriced, and given that our whole table actually finished our meals, we're going with the food.

Even with an unusual 11:30 reservation time, we faced no pressure to leave for nearly three hours; sometimes being the only table brunching pays off.

The bottomless deal's unfortunately not available on the rooftop, leaving patrons to the awkwardly long, narrow third floor. With a bevy of TVs and memorabilia, it's a more natural sports bar than brunch spot.