It may be hard to remember those sweet hot nights of summer but, when they finally roll round, al fresco drinking spots will be high in demand. The small rooftop at Night of Joy is usually my favorite, but the view of the BQE often leaves something to be desired. Berry Park’s roof has a better view and a far larger capacity, but now the team behind the popular drinking mecca is in danger of stealing their own thunder.
Last week the owners of Berry Park opened up Northern Territory (12 Franklin St) a great new bar and restaurant with a huge rooftop over-looking the East River. They are still adding the finishing touches upstairs but assure us the rooftop will be open at the beginning of April, just in time for the appearance of some warmer weather. Continue reading →
Beer, Bourbon and Rock’n'Roll! This unholy trinity forms the solid foundations of The Moonlight Mile, a spanking-new Greenpoint watering hole co-run by Garry Embry who, by no coincidence, lists them as his three absolute favorite things in life. Continue reading →
It’s March, the clocks have gone forward, and the sky’s almost all out-of snow. It’s time to put all this exciting extra daylight to good use by taking advantage of some of Greenpoint’s finest Happy Hours.
After some exhaustive research we’ve compiled a bumper list of some of the happiest hours around, featuring $1 fish tacos, 2-for-1 margaritas, and $6 champagne cocktails. But if we’ve missed your favorite drinking haunt, be sure to let us know!
Key to happiness:
☺ – Extra Happy Value
★ – Food Deals
♥ – Editor’s Picks
♥ Achilles Heel 180 West Street (between Green St. and Huron St.) Weekdays 2pm -6pm
- $6 Champagne cocktails/Irish coffee
Adelina’s 159 Greenpoint Avenue (between Leonard St. and Manhattan Ave.)
- $4 Draught craft beer
- $5 Organic wine
Whenever we have friends in town, the weekend usually starts with a hearty Greenpoint brunch to show off the neighborhood. And although there’s been endless new places opening up recently, when it comes to wowing visitors we often end up leaning on old classics for great food and reliable service
If you’ve ever enjoyed a slice from Vinnie’s Pizzeria you’ll have enjoyed their brilliant, endlessly inventive Special Boards designed by co-owner and comic-genius Sean Berthiaume.
The pun-tastic boards are usually based around a TV show, movie, or celebrity. A particular favorite of mine features a Bacon Bad and Meth-Ham-Feta-Bean pizza, whilst another warns of Beef Noodlety and Graphic Violentils. Continue reading →
A few seats to my right at the bar, an expensively-dressed middle-aged woman spoke loudly on her smartphone while the stoic waitstaff artfully transferred white beans from a polished steel serving tray to her wide, gleaming white plate. Behind me in a booth, two young men chatted over $20+ appetizers, their old Nike sneakers up on the doeskin-soft leather banquette. At another table, a couple whose combined age I’d place no higher than 30 photographed their dessert, flash on.
These were the patrons with whom I was sharing the subtle ax motif of The Elm, chef Paul Liebrandt’s below-ground restaurant nestled in the foundation of the King and Grove hotel in Williamsburg (160 N 12th St). Continue reading →
One of our readers recently used the acronym ‘OSOM’ (pronounced a bit like awesome) to describe the area on “the Other Side Of McGuinness.” Now that another restaurant has opened up over there, hot on the heels of Raizes, it seems a particularly apt time to start bringing OSOM into the everyday Greenpoint lexicon.
Lucky Luna (167 Nassau Ave) had its soft opening on Thursday night. The restaurant aims to bring together the best of Mexican and Taiwanese street food and serve up good-quality versions in a casual restaurant setting. Continue reading →
Greenpoint’s Coco 66 (66 Greenpoint Ave) has had its ups and downs over recent years but, as of last Wednesday, its future is looking decidedly brighter. A new bistro has opened in the adjoining space, run by Michael Callahan, the Manhattan restauranteur behind the likes of Indochine and BondSt. Continue reading →
I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but baby, it’s cold outside. Now that the holidays have passed us by and the rest of January looms lengthily in the distance—like a neverending hallway in a cheap hotel, carpeted with repeated patterns of discolored ivy leaves and fleur-de-lis—Father Frost appears to have finally taken an interest in his part of the year. I repeat: it’s really f’ing cold. I’m still not quite sure how to deal with it.