There has been a glut of interesting new enterprises springing up on Driggs recently.
One of the most delicious is Bread for the Eater (168, Driggs Ave). This bakery and restaurant opened its doors in September and is the most recent venture from Din Yates, the man behind the extremely popular Cheeky Sandwiches in LES.
Din describes wanting to create ‘a place where warmth exudes’, and this is certainly something he’s achieved. They bake their own bread right there in the restaurant, so the smell that greets you as you enter is nothing short of heavenly. Especially on a windswept fall night. Continue reading →
The air is crisp and chill, puffer-coated pooches are roaming the streets of Greenpoint and it’s dark by 5pm. It’s exactly the time of year to hole-up in a cozy drinking den and spend the evening getting intimate with an extensive menu of local craft beers and delicious bar snacks.
I had a secret ladies lunch at Mrs. Kim’s (160 Franklin St) and used it as an opportunity to sample the veggie burger that came highly recommended from a reader. I can’t tell you why the lunch was a secret or who I was with because then it wouldn’t be a secret, but I can tell you there was major girl talk going on that paralleled my decision to order the veggie burger. Continue reading →
Eating out on the cheap can be tough in Greenpoint, especially if you want to still be fancy about it. Park Luncheonette (334 Driggs Ave) is now open (24 hours a day!) and you can eat a $2 slice of pizza while enjoying not cheap beer and cocktails. It is where budget meets cool – right near McCarren Park – and it’s delicious. Continue reading →
Eating an entire fish – bone in – is a challenge for me. With the help of my amazing friend Yui, RIP, I got over my fear (her Dad eats the eyeballs and tail), which was the first step. While I’ve now the courage, I lack the skills. I just kind of mush it around into a big mess. Continue reading →
I know that I do a lot of salad shit tawking, but that is only when it is insultingly offered as a side to a burger. As if in my self-destructive eating mindset I want to be reminded of my downward spiraling food choices. Shut up and give me fries!
That being said, I do specifically seek out certain perfect salads in Greenpoint. Salads that discreetly champion the getting old and dripping with pork guts offerings that cater to our bacon crazed foodie culture.
Selamat Pagi’s Bali Urap AKA Papaya Salad is utterly perfect and I make the walk all the way to the “other side” of McGuinness just to eat this salad. Continue reading →
Not sure if I ever told you that I participated in a Mastermind Group. I’m not a big fan of self-help or group activities for that matter, but I was drawn to this idea because of the “accountability” element. Anyone can start a Mastermind and you can even give it its own catchy title. Jon coined the term “Vagina Cult” for ours since it was myself and three other talented wonderful women.
We agreed to keep it all confidential: “The first rule of vagina cult, you don’t talk about Vagina Cult,” so I will leave the details and participants out of it, but the main idea is you meet regularly and at each meeting you have a specific amount of time when you talk. It’s timed so you don’t ramble on like a lunatic. Someone takes notes and at the following meeting you talk about whether you have accomplished those goals you set the meeting prior. Continue reading →
If you have any relationship with The Richardson—albeit it a one-nighter, Grand Ferry (229 Kent Ave) will feel strangely, wonderfully, familiar. And that’s because co-founders Jon Derosa and Joel Lee Kulp—as well as the staff, are transplants from Greenpoint’s popular speakeasy. Located on Kent Ave in Williamsburg, this waterfront tavern is inspired by a ferry that docked nearby until 1918.
Dig old stuff? If you are an antique nut like me, you will appreciate that the mirrors, prints, and resident mermaid (who exists as a sculpture and is printed on Grand Ferry’s matchbox) all hail from Kulp’s treks to the Mecca of antique fairs—Brimfield. Lining the walls are early 20th century prints of the East River—including one of the East River bridge, now known as the Williamsburg Bridge. Continue reading →
Enid’s is the first restaurant in Greenpoint I noticed before I ever imagined I would live here or run Greenpointers. I remember thinking, “that place is cu-ute.” Despite that it never became my regular spot even though so many friends swear by it. They also have some awesome events, like the Annual Pie Bake-Off and in the winter they have a Snowflake Making night. I also feel like I never hear about the events, but if I was a regular I would know. It’s that kind of place.
After a photo exploration with my photographer amigo Miguel, we stopped in for a meeting with Jeanne Hilary another wonderful photographer and founder of Bicycle Utopia. Don’t know about it? You should know about it.
It was a great spot for informal day drinking introductions – next to the big bright window facing Manhattan Ave with a view of one of my favorite installations – the golden camel.
Before I get into the burger, I will preface it by saying that I screwed up the order and when it arrived without cheese and avocado I asked if they wouldn’t mind melting some cheddar on top. They were sweet hearts about it. I am trying to keep an even playing field among the veggie burgers, and it’s a back-up in case it isn’t that amazing – cheese and avocado make everything okay, you see?
I am not sure if reheating had anything to do with it, but the burger had major mush factor. I appreciate that they make it in house and could see the fresh chopped vegetables and peas in the patty, but there was hardly any flavor to it. I kind of pushed it around on my plate. Veggie burger fail.
The fries were good old crispy salty fries and the afternoon of talking cameras and drinking beer was stand-out.