It's like a party at your friend's shitty borough apartment. Because it's a bar in a shitty borough apartment. No, this bar is literally housed in what I assume...
My grandfather (b. 1910), who lived a good chunk of his adolescent and adult life in Williamsburg, would be thoroughly confused by this place. "Mr. Hipster," he...
Brunch is supposed to be eaten at nice white tables on a sunny garden patio with stemware and fruit juice mixed with bubbly alcohol. There should be girls i...
I'm not really certain why they gave this thing a German name, as there seems to be little German about it. Instead it's kind of a combo of Cooter's garage and ...
I swear it was like 2008 or so when hot dogs became hip -- or gourmet, at the very least. And, let's face it, German food is nothing but some fancy-ass weiners....
There was a day not long ago that I convinced myself that I'd never see a show in a classy Brooklyn joint like this. I used to see shows I wanted to attend list...
I could see how having this joint right next to the subway exit could get dangerous. You've had another late-ish night at your job in Manhattan, and you step of...
If you're coming to Radegast, you better leave your noodle-arms at home. The beers go about 20-25 pounds and the raucous atmosphere will have you raising it to ...
What? BBQ in the middle of hipster central? Kinda like having an ironic pastrami sandwich in Anchorage. Or a taco in Boston (don't laugh, I've done it). The two...
I will come right out and say that I'm by no means a local when in Brooklyn. In fact, I feel like a bit of a fish out of water walking around the streets of...
There are more music spaces these days in Williamsburg than there are ironic mustaches on the M train. Even semi-hidden ones like this one. Squirrelled away...
I think this is what Brooklyn had in mind when it decided to become the new Brooklyn. And Williamsburg decided to transition from the neighborhood from which my...
They weren't kidding about that whole bridge thing. DUMBO is indeed under an overpass, its span spreading a shadow over everything in the thin gully that makes ...
"More hipsters than you can shake an ironic mustache at" inhabit this, the crown jewel of hipster brunching and all that is skinny-jeaned. Luckily we have l...
And here is Mr. Hipster in the ultimate hipster neighborhood eating dinner while the babysitter-meter churns and churns back at the homestead. So un-hip. But de...
Brooklyn is the land of my ancestors, not of mine. I might as well be in Detroit as familiar as I am with the place. I've been across the street form this p...
A nice day in Brooklyn Heights is like living somewhere else. It could be anywhere, but it could also be New York too. It has that dichotomy of character. Not t...
Imagine yourself at a kosher, vegan, Chinese restaurant. Now, imagine the food having any hint of flavor--'cuz you ain't gettin' it here. It's amazing how the...
