Sometimes all the planning that goes into a brunch doesn’t pan out in a perfect table. A couple of my dearest friends and I coordinated to meet in Columbia Heights with grand plans to check out Maple’s brunch.
Turns out, the restaurant doesn’t serve brunch on Saturday. Thus began our trek through Columbia Heights to find another brunch table, and there are a lot of options on that 11th Street corridor: The Coupe, Room 11, Wonderland, Kangaroo Boxing Club.
We walked into Meridian Pint and asked the hostess for a table for three. “We have a wait and a number of reservations,” she said. We stared at her blankly, then stared at the 20-some empty tables in the restaurant, then stared at the open entry way where no other people were waiting. Then we walked out.
We nipped caddy-corner to Red Rocks Pizzeria, a Columbia Heights staple and now a successful local chain. Their patio was filling up, but they had a few open picnic tables. The server nodded at us when we walked in, as if to say, take any table you want and I’ll be right there. So chill.