i have some bad news friends…. WILLIAMSBURG IS OVER.
::deepest, heaviest sigh of all time::
i know, i know it’s been going down for a while now, but the inevitable has happened. brace yourselves.
don’t get me wrong, i looooooves the dunkin! their hot chocolate (with one pump of vanilla) and croissants are life necessities for me, but why williamsburg? there is a great bagel spot directly across the street and a cafe that makes the richest hot cocoa you’ve ever had two blocks away. since i’m an obnoxious d-bag, i yelled out “this corner is OVER!” a girl that happened to be next to me jumped and looked appalled, so i’m assuming that she was one of the williamsburg newbies paying $2,0000/month for a crappy studio.
with this depressing news, at least i could depend on two of my old billyburg friends to keep the party going.
hipster soul food is the current food trend sweeping gentrified brooklyn. i went to college in atlanta, so obviously, i think all of the restaurants here are crappy and overpriced. (like, really sweet chick? you guys are charging 16 bucks for chicken and waffles??? ugh!) however, there is one bright spot in all of the muck, thank frickin’god, pies’n’thighs. if you are a biscuit aficionado like me, just skip on over to 4th & driggs and bless ya’self! i legit went to PnT every sunday for a year. for brunch, your two best bets are the fish and grits or the smoked pork hash and eggs. i’ve drooled all over my laptop just typing that. they also have beer cocktails you should throw onto your order. now onto dinner. the chicken box is everyone’s fave, but the chicken biscuit is always my go to. when i’m feeling really wild, i get an order of hush puppies too. stay away from the mac-n-cheese, because hipster mac is glorified easy mac, but everything else on the menu is solid! they used to have fried apple pie that had a slight fried chicken tatte, but they’ve gotten rid of it to spite me for the couple months in the beginning of the year i wasn’t going regularly. in the place of the apple pie, snatch up a homemade donut on your way out. it doesn’t taste like chicken, but just as good.
want booze? want cheap booze? want cheap booze with a good jukebox? want cheap booze with a good jukebox and don’t mind being surrounded by toothless, elderly former heroin addicts? RUN TO TURKEY’S NEST ON 12TH & BEDFORD. i have to admit that i was horrified yesterday to see that prices have gone up, but like whatevs, 32oz of beer for $5 (it used to be $3) is still a steal! it’s the diviest dive bar ever, but nothing says fun like the original williamsburg crowd. imagine a dark bar filled with a bunch of alana’s (better known as ‘honey boo boo’) family and you have turkey’s nest! besides the insane beer deals, they also have daily $5 specials that have often included moonshine and they have to-go cups. heaven? i think so.
we can all read here and here, about new york turning into the most boring place ever since the entire midwest, but let’s remember places like pies’n’thighs and turkey’s nest and see the glass as half full.