The Brooklyn Basedwrap up of bar activity nights. Fun stuff like spelling bees and name that tune. Also, hear people read from their teenage diaries at Cringe in Prospect Heights (on November 5!). I’ve been and let me tell you is it awkward, funny, touching, and makes you feel a bit better about your teenage self.
I don’t usually feed into the culture of fear, but this is pretty important. I work at a school in my community called El Puente and we have been advised that the Bloods are having their initiation today. They actually have it every year at this time. However, the threat is very real today and they have said that they will be targeting young women. All the local schools have been notified and are sending children home and canceling after-school programs as we have. If you know anything about the Bloods you know that they tend to slash people on initiation. If you’re coming to Williamsburg, please think twice about it. And if you still must come then please be aware of this.
The result: strong mixed feelings about the not-even-open-yet place, ready for reviews on several websites.
No. 7 is beautiful inside, nice, cozy seating area in the front, beautiful wrap around bar, tables in the back with a rustic feel (indoor window boxes!) but the service leaves something to be desired. It wasn’t that it was bad, per se, but more like the waiter had never dined out himself and didn’t understand the concept of drinks and snacks after work with only a few people in the party ordering food. That said, I had the best glass of wine I’ve had out in a while. It was recommended as “very sippable” and I heartily agree. MB told me to write down the name, which at the time seemed silly, but he was right. Now all I remember was that it was the second to last white listed and it was $7 a glass. The pour was generous and served in a juice glass, European-style.
Keith wrote about a pizza place, Motorino. It’s on Graham Ave. and was totally bumpin’ when I was there on a Thursday night. When I lived in the neighborhood the only places I ate were El Loco Burrito and Carmine’s Pizza and there was no dining scene to speak of. It’s gettin’ fancy now! The pizza is delicious, and, as the seminal blog Williamsburg is Dead notes, everything is very fresh. Try the artichoke pizza — the topping was firm and real, not from a jar. Also, I had a really tasty grape tomato salad. I’m not a big tomato fan, but these were delightfully ripe and were drizzled with good olive oil.
*If anyone gets that (paraphrased) movie reference I will be unbelievably impressed
The L train used to suck, hardcore. It never ran! But now I’d say it’s one of the best lines (ok, true, I don’t suffer through the packed trains on the morning commute) since you always know when the next train is coming. In December, you will be able to see where all L trains are along the line (only at the Myrtle-Wycoff stop). Awesome!