You’ve gouda go to this event, guys. (Courtesy of Flickr user Lady Miss Marquise)
When it comes to what we want out of life, the list pretty much goes : 1. Ability to pay rent, 2. Sane roommates, 3. Free cheese. So it will come as barely a surprise that when we heard the words “free cheese party,” we were already sharpening our knife set in anticipation. (more…)
And when you get really drunk, you can pretend like dosing your salad in white wine is the same as a “white wine reduction” via Flickr user tracy benjamin
As the famous Shakespeare quote goes, “What’s in a name? That which we call a dive bar, by any other name would still doth offer $6 beer/shot specials.” Despite our sometimes delicate sensibilities over here at Brokelyn, we’re not too discerning when it comes to the definition of a “dive bar.” Usually a bit grungy, always a bit cheap, never a bit boring, a good dive bar is akin to 4am refrigerator-raid nachos: a solid option, especially if you’re not getting laid.
But a new Bushwick bar is challenging everything our ravaged intestines have loved and feared about the divey-est of dives: the food. DNAinfo reports that Alphaville (140 Wilson Avenue) opened last week with the usual suspects on hand: PBR tallboys, shitty well liquor, and…warm purple carrots? Yeah, okay. (more…)
Hey, not to be nosy or anything, but how’s your Beer Book adventure going? You’ve got less than 60 days to finish one, or both of them off, so if you’ve ever wanted to really push your casual alcoholism, now is the time. Especially if you haven’t used your coupon for The Saint Catherine (660 Washington Avenue), because beyond being a cool bar to spend time at, they now have $1 meatloaf sliders during happy hour. Don’t have a beer book coupon for the Saint Catherine? Go anyway, it’s $1 sliders! (more…)
Beelzebub has started early, because a few of his preferred candidates haven’t won. via Facebook
Whether you’ve been paying attention to the 2014 midterms since the day after Election Day 2012 or just started today by reading what someone told you what the experts were saying, there’s no doubt that the election can be a little exhausting. Instead of complaining about it on Twitter, why not do the thing you do to solve all your other problems and just drink your way through it? Hank’s Saloon (46 Third Avenue) has your back if you want to toast to our new Republican overlords or put a tear in your beer for your favorite upstart gubernatorial candidate, with a collection of midterm election drink specials that are all pitch perfect. (more…)
Chicken, waffles, satisfied nap afterwards. All photos by Joanna Purpich
Chicken and waffles hold a strange place in the food pyramid. They’re neither a true breakfast dish nor a lunch item despite the role chicken and waffles separately play in our diets. Have we found the holy grail of brunch? Regardless of when you choose to stuff your face, chicken and waffles are wonderful. Unfortunately, they can just as easily empty your wallet as fill your stomach.
Armed with the belief that chicken and waffles can be both affordable and delicious, I checked out eight Brooklyn restaurants all offering the dish for $13 and under, and ranked them for each individual component and the value of the meal as a whole. (more…)
Birthday parties are the best, except for the whole having to choose a gift or, even worse, split a check at some awful overpriced birthday dinner. We have great news for you though, because for once a birthday at a restaurant doesn’t have to involve painfully split checks and endless fractions. Veselka (144 2nd Ave, East Village) is having their 60th birthday bash and they want all their friends to come celebrate with free hors d’oeuvres, beer, wine, and champagne. (more…)
We know that you’re all a bunch of ethical consumers out there, who take very seriously where you’ll be drinking your next Golden Spike or Trend Piece. So in that spirit, let us recommend you do as much weekend drinking as you can at Skylark (477 Fifth Avenue, Park Slope) in November, because they’ve just announced they’re giving 10% of their weekend sales to Doctors Without Borders. (more…)
The Waco Kid didn’t drink switchel. He drank whozzle
In case you hadn’t heard, the hot new drink in Bushwick that all the cool kids are drinking is switchel, a cocktail made of apple cider vinegar, ginger, water and maple syrup. Since farmers and frontiersmen used to drink it, it has a lot of old timey cachet for the kinds of people who love fetishizing the simple farm life but inexplicably live in a major metropolis. Well, it used to be cool and have that old timey cachet, but now that it’s been reported on, switchel is totally over. What’s the new drink that Bushwick will be chugging? We looked around in a dusty old file for old forgotten drink recipes, and we found all of these. (more…)
Neighborhood bars feel like your home away from home. You get to gossip with the regulars about Michelle Williams driving up rent. The bartender doesn’t even tell you to shut up when you go off on a slurry tangent about that one time you found five dollars. Except, maybe this time you actually did find five dollars, and you have wisely decided to spend it on food at the People’s Republic of Brooklyn (247 Smith Street). Specifically, you’re gonna spend it on chicken and waffles, because holy shit they’re only $5? (more…)
Here at Brokelyn, we’ve kept a vigilant watch on the threat that robots pose to your job prospects in fields ranging from bartending to acting and even being a handsome lifestyle blogger. In most cases, we’re trying to sound the alarm to fight back against the machines, because we care about your job prospects. In the case of the robot barista seen above though, we think Brooklyn’s baristas have nothing to worry about. Could you imagine waiting that long for a damn coffee? At least if a hot but dumb human is doing it, you can develop a barista crush, which everyone needs. Unless you’re some kind of literal robot-humping jerk, there’s no way you’re gonna stand around and wait for this stupid robot to finish making coffee. You need caffeine damn it, you might fall asleep by the time you get your fix. So, congratulations baristas, at least you’re safe from the robot threat. For now.