Authentic French pastry porn, less the degrading ‘tude.
A beri for every price range.
Bubby: the nickname for your belly after you inhale that plate of fried chicken.
Sophisticated New American right under the Brooklyn Bridge.
Great shows at this enduring ex-Williamsburg classic.
Brooklyn entry for best-pizza-in-New-York fisticuffs.
If you think Brooklyn can't do chocolate, you don't know Jacques.
We all scream for Jacques Torres, chocolatier on a mission.
Soho tapas served up below Dumbo's Rice.
Amidst clothing and design stores galore, one of the only shoe shops in the hood.
Pepper spray no longer necessary for strolls to this ramshackle Mexican fave.
Wines, draft Belgians, and Spanish tapas all up in this Dumbo loft.
Unpretentious, understated, sophisticated blend of Caribbean, Thai, Indian, and Mexican. And that's just the waitress.
Sophisticated heavy hitter. Jackets required, but no one's checking for undies, so bring a hot date.
Fresh-pressed and dressed to impress. This is the new Brooklyn. Stand back.
Cobblestoned time capsule near the Navy Yard. Break out the Poe for the F train ride over.
3,500 square feet of your favorite designs by Rag and Bone, Lanvin, and Stella McCartney.
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