last night, on a whim (and the recommendation of a GQ article), my friend kim and i trekked from my home in caroll gardens to another small brooklyn neighborhood: vinegar hill.
(full disclosure: before last night i didn't even know vinegar hill existed). what's in vinegar hill, brooklyn? well, while i can't answer that question fully because lord, if i know, i can say: cobble stone streets and a lovely, lovely restaurant named vinegar hill house.
already, i know this is a place that i will return to again and again. it is, in many ways, in the middle of nowhere. the street it's on feels empty and deserted and cozy all at once. the food is, oh man...something else...simple and elegant. and there's a backyard garden. (i'm always in search of a good backyard garden). all evening i just kept saying, i'm so happy.
go for the meat and cheese plate and stay because you've been transported to a world you don't often find in new york city. don't be afraid to speak to those at the neighboring tables and know you might have to wait for a table (but it's definitely worth it).
what: vinegar hill house
where: vinegar hill, brooklyn
advice: if you're leaving from the restaurant late at night don't hesitate to call for a car service. the restaurant is a bit removed from public transport and sometimes it's worth those ten extra dollars for a cab.