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Put on your favorite outfit that doesn't include sunglasses (no, really) and head to the line formed at the titular red Dutch door of this tiny cafe for the most insane brunch of your life. While waiting, the owner will insist you hold a vintage doll and appraise your demeanor to make sure you are fun and friendly enough to be let in. And he absolutely hates sunglasses. Once inside, you'll notice a ton of eclectic and crazy decorations, including your personal table dildo, upon which you can play ring toss. The food is delicious and just as bawdy. Try the Brie Whore and wash it down with a F*ckmosa. Probably don't bring mom.
