I'd been sadly underwhelmed the last time I went to Bastille (after loving it all the other times I've been). I'm glad to say that whatever bad mojo it suffered when I visited a few months back seems to have been shaken off, and I had the best meal I've ever had there today at brunch (which is a meal that so many places get tres, tres wrong). Duck confit hash with a fried egg on top, decadent, original and not as over-the-top rich as it sounds. Chocolate pot du creme with cherry compote that really sang. The servers were a little weeded, but it really all was lovely, and I'm now thinking this might supplant Tallulah as my go-to Virginia brunch spot.