The ultra-camp gay owners of a struggling restaurant in a not-yet-trendy part of Washington DC are preoccupied by a Transvestite Triathlon and by affairs of the heart, while the city burns beneath them. Corruption, sexploitation, and vagrancy are rife. Uptown friends and foes alike struggle with histrionics, arrests and sordid encounters. Over at the peeling, wheezing City Hall, brains and actions move more slowly and subversively. Meanwhile down among the explosions, thefts and safety inspections on U Street, the creative restaurateurs and mud-wrestlers endeavor to stave off the chaos intruding on their dominant drumbeat of wild revelry, banter and ardor. Their creativity is awesome, their desserts are (w)holesome. All this spells danger for the evangelist, conservative media and establishment figures in the story. Like-minded readers beware; everyone else, enjoy your tapas! "A stylish, hilarious romp. Bring your foie gras, fedora and figleaf to the party."