A few weeks ago I wondered into The Pursuit, at the edge of the quickly gentrifying H Street corridor, just as they were about to close. I had a (great) flight and made a mental note to return for brunch.
This weekend a few girlfriends and I went, the first to have a seat when doors opened at 11.
I wanted a mimosa, but something different, and The Pursuit delivered. Their pomosas – bubbly mixed with a pomegranate concoction made in-house – was great…and bottomless. It was light, not too sweet like mimosas can be sometimes and a perfect companion to my build-your-own breakfast sandwich – scrambled eggs, sausage, and pepper jack cheese on a croissant.