Post by DCist staff writer Gayle Putrich It’s great to see the paper removed from the huge plate glass window of Old Town’s landmark Majestic Café, and even better to walk through the door and still get that welcoming, neighborhood diner vibe. And while I had a great time at my visit back to the un-fussy institution, I fear I may have jumped the gun a little in showing up so soon after opening. Cathal…

No Paper Crowns for the Guests The Majestic—the latest addition to Cathal and Meshelle Armstrong’s Alexandria empire—held its preview party last night, and DCist was in the house. The King Street restaurant was packed with all your various foodie types mauling the chef and owners, mugging for the roving photographers, and swilling both wine and gossip. With such a high density of gastronauts, I’m sure Majestic’s owners would have rather been serving up their food…

As you might know from a previous post, we’re a fan of brunch, and, in particular, Majestic Café’s renditions of Southern and Creole. But Majestic doesn’t offer eggs Benedict, which is a standard in most brunch-oriented places. Even the worst of the worst access-road diners offer the stuff. So, sadly, we have to go elsewhere for our Benedict fix. This past weekend, we were moved by several good reviews to try out Tallula — the…

We love brunch—even those bare bones menus with just a French toast or waffle option and the requisite two eggs and choice of meat. As long as a hearty portion of TLC was applied to the preparation, the combination of carbs, butterfat, something sweet and something salty pretty much makes this meal the most satisfying of them all. This is why it pains us to see great restaurants haphazardly throw together a Sunday brunch that…

By new DCist Food and Drink Contributor Erin Zimmer As legend has it, when a Waldorf-Astoria guest back in the 1940s forcefully requested the hotel’s secret red velvet cake recipe, the hotel gave it to her—along with a hefty bill for the prized information. The miffed guest, whose lawyer supposedly advised her that she had to pay, apparently took revenge by spreading the recipe everywhere she could. Whether the Waldorf-Astoria tale is real or no…