A couple of weeks ago my friends Jess & Garrett, of We Heart New York, invited me along to a lecture at Proteus Gowanus. When they suggested that we meet someplace beforehand for dinner, I thought of Sheep Station, which bills itself as “an Australian ‘local’ in Brooklyn”.
I went for the veggie burger (for a dollar extra, topped with Aussie cheddar). The patty itself was pretty standard fare (that is, it fell apart pretty quickly), but the toppings were interesting: beets, a slice of grilled pineapple, and a fried egg. There’s no reason that all of those things should work together, but somehow they combined to make something pretty good. The side salad left something to be desired, and the veggie burger wasn’t good enough to warrant a second trip, but if you find yourself down 4th Avenue you might want to give it a try.
Sheep Station — 149 4th Avenue, Brooklyn
When my friend Jess, from We Heart NY suggested we meet for lunch, one of her suggestions was Devi. I was excited about it, because I had been craving Indian food for a few weeks. I saw that Frank Bruni gave it two stars, which made the anticipation only greater. After eating there, however, both Jess and I had one thought: we were confused.
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When Paulie Gee opened his place in Greenpoint, he said that he wanted to create a place where people could go to relax, and have a good time with their friends. In my opinion he succeeded admirably, and so after <a href="our first visit I wanted to return with more friends. I invited Jess & Garrett of We Heart New York, and we had a great night. Paulie Gee recommended the Rooftop E&O (pictured above), made with baby kale he had just received from Rooftop Farm. The kale was crispy and drenched in olive oil, sitting atop the cheese and the perfectly chewy, charred crust. We also splurged on a dessert pie — pear and nutella — which took a long time to arrive at our table but was well worth the wait. The main thing was enjoying the company of friends; the excellent pizza was just icing on the cake.
I used to live on the corner of E 3rd St and Avenue A, and I loved the neighborhood. This was before this blog existed, but I still was excited about the many food options available to me: Nicky’s Vietnamese Sandwiches, Mama’s, and a 24-hour Key Food, among others. I was not, however, aware of the existence of Perbacco, an Italian restaurant that blends tradition and the avant-garde. Lucky for me my friends Jess & Garrett knew about it, and the three of us met there for dinner last week. Lucky for you also, because their photos came out much better than mine (click the link to their blog if you don’t believe me).
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Jess & Garrett dined at the East Village branch of Caracas Arepa Bar and loved the drinks as much as the arepas. Click the quote for their impressions.
Caracas occupies about as much space as Venezuela does in a textbook map and eating in its tiny dining room can be a boisterous affair, with expats and staff mingling and hugging and chatting in a mix of English and Spanish.
Jess & Garrett sampled the sweets at Make My Cake. Click the quote for their full write-up.
For us, it’s hard to walk into a bakery and not think of Wayne Thiebaud — or how many slices we can eat before being called “piggish.”
Perhaps tired of hearing me complain about falafel, Jess & Garrett went to Taim, which they claim is serving the best falafel in NYC. Click the quote for their write-up:
Taim serves the best falafel in New York, not so surprising when you consider that the chef/owners cut their teeth at Bouley, among other five-star kitchens…