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Upstairs café getaway for over-indulged guests from next door neighbor's Willard hotel. French tri-colors paint the point home: royal blue upholstery, white paneling, perky red roses. Morning buffet is the breakfast porn of champions—French toast from brioche, quiche for real men. Pork-bellied lunches for pork-bellied types on the White House pre-cleared list. Fortysomething females conspire to bring husbands next time. Regional desserts shine, appease high-maintenance francophiles. Of Antoine Westermann fame (twinkle, twinkle, Michelin star).
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