disco brunches and drag queens

The day after this year's Madonnarama: Eric lives directly across the National Cathedral and, while I normally find the soft peal of church bells to be joyful, church bells at seven AM (when you've just gone to bed at five) is not pleasant knock knockin' on heaven's door.

We dragged ourselves out of bed sometime in the afternoon and had disco brunch at Level One. I had brunch with drag queens on Easter Sunday. It was decadently delicious. There were truffled fries, bottomless mimosas (also known as a giggling Eric), and crab cake Benedict with creamy grits. Justin had the blueberry ricotta pancakes. The food totally made up for the hour-long wait. Word to the wise: make a reservation because brunch is no joke in DC.

After brunch, we stopped by the national botanical garden to see their annual orchid show. Good thing too, otherwise I would have fallen asleep in a post-brunch food coma. 

My phone died at this point but not before I was able to take a few photos of the cupcakes at Baked & Wired. It's such a super cute bakery, with glass bell jars and honey bears for your tea. We tried the flapjack cupcake (maple brown butter cupcake with caramel buttercream and candied bacon on top. YEP.) and the cherry blossom cupcake (vanilla cake with maraschino cherries mixed in the batter and topped with a cherry-flavored buttercream. It was very pink). I might offer to redesign their website at some point. A cute place like that needs a not-so-generic website. 

All you people queuing up for Georgetown Cupcake: you need to walk away from those overrated cupcakes and walk down the street to Baked & Wired.

Side note, blogger has redone their layout and posting interface. I am all kinds of confused.