Perry's, located in Adam's Morgan at the corner of Columbia and Biltmore (just west of 18th Street), is a "DC Must Do".  They could serve Dog Doo and I would still go for Drag Brunch - luckily, the don't because that would smell horrible!  I do not understand why more people did not opt to come out for this brunch - it was just Dana and I.  Perhaps some people feel as if they have "been there done that," but if someone were to ever say they were going to Perry's for brunch did I want to come? My answer would be "Giddy Up!"  Sure, the wait was 45 minutes at 11:30 and you can't call ahead, but if you are in a small group, then you can sit right at the bar and the experience will be just as enjoyable.  Plus, the kickass bartender Raul makes up for the fact you aren't at a table! 


Booze/Drink Specials: There are NO drink specials, so beware!  Our individual bills still hit up around $60 because we can knock 'em back like champs.   If you are gonna drink...do the mimosa pitchers for $30.  A wise investment because the Mimosas stood out from their competition and were DAMN good!  The secret: a ton of champagne and really thick OJ! 

Dana did not like the bloody mary mix - it had too much clam in her opinion, so she switched to the Mimosas with me.  Despite the Bloody Mary not holding up, we loved Raul and he loved us.  We would definitely find out his schedule and hang out at Perry's bar just to have him get us drunk!

Food: hmmm....it is buffet style ($22.95) and there are NO made to order stations, which I found annoying but Dana provided the rational reason that it wouldn't make logistical sense to have a made to order station due to the location of the buffet and the constant traffic in that area when the show begins.  (I hate rational explanations for things that annoy me) 

The buffet is a random assortment from california rolls to waffle pieces to mushroom soup.   Since I don't eat mammals and don't really like sushi for breakfast, I was a little limited on what I could choose.  I had some scrambled eggs that were very Sysco-esque,  some home fries that weren't anything to blog about, and some fruit salad which was one of the few things we thought stood out due to the freshness and assortment of fruit.  

Their french fries had an interesting flavor, which I couldn't figure out if I liked or not. Both Dana and I tried to decide what we thought the flavor was for about 10 minutes and stood with pensive looks while we masticated our fries to no avail.  Raul thought this was very funny. 

Dessert was much the same - a lot of items, not a lot of bang....except for one little chocolate blob. When I first approached the dessert "tower," I didn't realize when I picked up the little chocolate blob, that it would be my soul mate. It was just an unassuming little lump - all alone on its tray.  I grabbed a brownie and maybe some other random dessert that failed to make an impression and headed back to the bar.  Dana had grabbed one of the breads that was drizzled in red syrup to make it look more desserty and she declared there was nothing desserty about it.  We both tried the brownies and thought they tasted like doughy dense swiss miss mixture and then I got to my blob. It tasted like soft gooey smashed Ferrero Rocher!  Heck, for all I know, it may have been just that!  But it was delicious and I loved it and little did I know, I had taken the last piece.  I rushed back to the Dessert Tower, which they sucked at refilling, gushing to Dana about how good my little smashed Ferrero Rocher was, but she was out of luck!  I even sent a cute little waiter, who made it very clear he was straight,  to the back to look for more of my obsession...no dice.  Thus, I advise you to hit up the dessert tower first! Find the smashed Ferrero Rochers (if you like gooey chocolate and hazelnut) and STOCK UP! 


Environment: When we entered, I was not expecting the decor - I kept thinking it would be like a diner. Not so much.  It's quite nice inside (most normal DCers already know this since Perry's, as I have learned, has a pretty famous rooftop - whatev). 

Also, I was bummed to look around and see NO ONE in drag.  I had been thinking "Drag Brunch" meant all the waiters were in drag. Not so much.  They have two shows - 11:30 and 1, so be careful: if you come early, you could miss both since they open at 10am! 

Luckily for us, we got there right before the first show started and stayed through both shows allowing me to come to the realization that I should have been born a drag queen!!! I would have been SOOOOOOOO good at it!  I love being the center of attention and performing and dancing all over the room!  Ah well, guess my DNA didn't think so....anywho, my consolation prize to not ever being able to be a drag queen was that the queens totally loved us! Who wouldn't?  We're the DCBC!

Repeat? Heck yes! The show, as I alluded to earlier, made this visit well worth it!  Why aren't there more drag shows in DC? It is like Disneyland with costumes and smiley faces and audience participation. Ok, so maybe Cinderalla doesn't sit on your lap in a see through outfit and feed you melon, but she should!  Prude.   My advice when attending Perry's - go late.  The second show is awesome because around the end at 1:45-2, they do a "finale" and it gets gooooood!  If you have someone you want to see turn red - then get one of the queens to pick him/her as their "volunteer".  It will make for some GREAT pictures!  Speaking of pictures - I took a ton, but now realize I don't think I can put them on the blog due to privacy issues - sorry! Looks like you will just have to go and see for yourself!


Next week: Bustling Brunch Brood drop by Belga's Belgian Brunch