If you thought Donald Trump would only win if hell froze over, you’re probably putting on a North Face jacket right about now and thinking, “So much for eating outdoors ever again!” Okay, that was an awkward segway from election talk, but come on, we gotta focus on the positive. And here’s a welcome development: the folks who operated summertime barbecue spot Pig Beach in Gowanus are soldiering on through the winter with a new pop-up, Pig Beach Burger. They’ve moved into a 1,900-square-foot indoor space adjacent their sprawling patio and are now turning out some enticing sandwiches in addition to the cheeseburgers they were serving during finer weather.
Bars + Restaurants
The mood was shifting just as I made my way toward House of Yes around 10 pm last night. Commentators on NBC, CNN, and anywhere else were starting to look flustered– especially Wolf Blitzer (a guy who looks like he passed up coffee to stick his fingers into an electrical socket) whose discombobulated outbursts and spastic reportage were only adding to a slowly-building sense of panic. Many battlegroud states were still too close to call, but Trump and Hillary were now neck-and-neck. That menacing meter on the New York Times site, which measured the probability of a Trump victory, was jumping up from its position at “we’re cool” to “we’re so, so fucked.”
By now you may have heard that, hot on the heels of opening Westlight on the roof of Williamsburg’s shiny new William Vale hotel, Andrew Carmellini has opened his bottom-floor restaurant, Leuca. Grub Street noted that the Italian spot is serving “New York’s most elegant sundae,” which will surprise no one who’s had the decadent, over-the-top La Fantasia di Doppio Cioccolato at one of the chef’s other spots, Locanda Verde.
Just in time for Halloween, Eddie Dean of Pacha is pre-opening his new club in the old Verboten space on Monday, and it now has a name, Schimanski. That’s going to be a hard one to remember unless you happen to be a fan of German crime shows. Just remember it has nothing to do with Zablozki’s, nearby.
Something’s been cooking over at 2 Knickerbocker, the triangular lot that was once home to Amancay’s Diner, a late-night “spin the bottle” diner opened by a restauranteur known for his jello-wrestling glory days. The new tenant, Cape House, is a bit more serious minded, and aims to fill a big ol’ hole in the city’s food scene.
Last time we checked in with the second location of Tompkins Square Bagels, it was set to open in June. But it wasn’t until last night that we saw new signage up on the former Open Pantry space. Owner Christopher Pugliese tells us he’s now aiming to open at 184 Second Avenue sometime next month.
While we’re talking about fall here, don’t go reaching for the pumpkin spice. That’s not what this is about. But if you would like to spice up your Thursday night plans, keep reading. Queer nightlife collective and “global network of artsluts” The Culture Whore is having an event called Sequinox tonight at Bushwick’s Flowers For All Occasions, billed as “a celebration of queer music and the turning of the wheel.” It’s part of a new initiative the collective has started, with a focus on showcasing new queer music and underground artists.
Forgot to book your ticket to Munich for Oktoberfest this year? You can still get your beer fix this Saturday at the Village Voice‘s Brooklyn Pour beer festival. Dozens of breweries will gather at the Brooklyn Expo Center in Greenpoint for one of the biggest beer tasting events of the fall. Represent the five boroughs by slugging beers from local favorites like Flagship, Big Alice, Rockaway Brewing Co., and Other Half, and compare New York’s best to the wares of national players like Allagash, Victory, and Sierra Nevada. Or get snickered at by the craft beer cognoscenti by sipping on macrobrews like Singha, Guinness, and Kronenbourg 1664.
The NYC Wine and Food Festival returns in October, but who the hell wants to pay $195 for a chicken tasting, even if its hosted by Whoopi Goldberg? Opt for these homegrown fests instead.
Taste Williamsburg Greenpoint
Sept. 18, 1pm to 5pm at East River State Park, 90 Kent Ave., Williamsburg.
If you haven’t been keeping up with the North Brooklyn scene, this ticketed block party offers the opportunity to sample from 50+ local establishments, including cocktail hideaway Fresh Kills, French favorite Le Fond, Spanish spot El Born, wine bar The Camlin, and the Museum of Food and Drink. In addition to these relative newcomers there’ll be neighborhood fixtures like Maison Premiere, Pies’n’Thighs, Brooklyn Star, and Anella. If nothing else this is a chance to get a taste of the highly lauded Lilia without having to beg for a reservation– while Blonde Redhead plays, no less. See here for the fest’s full lineup as well as tickets, which range from $24.50 (four tastes and two beverages) to $70 (12 tastes, 6 beverages).
As of this afternoon, for the first time ever, you can make your way up to the tip top of the brand new William Vale hotel, clink glasses with your crew and look out over the expanse of Brooklyn from the Westlight, the new Williamsburg luxury hotel’s 22nd-floor bar with 360-degree views of the city skyline. Suddenly, Brooklyn will look almost insignificant and underdeveloped, teeming with pathetic, spartan life. Shift your godlike eyes down toward the Wythe Hotel and its unfortunate patrons will look like drunken, desperate ants. “Literally, that’s the Wythe– look how little it looks,” a PR rep laughed along with us.
VNYL Is a ’70s-Styled ‘Lifestyle Space’ With a Cafe, Restaurant, and a Record Store by Adrian Grenier
Vinyl might have been cancelled, but VNYL is about to open in the East Village.
James Morrissey, owner of The Late Late, says that although his new bar nods to the ’70s, he actually came up with its name before he heard about the HBO show. It stands for Vintage New York Lifestyle, but the place’s decor was primarily inspired by the “elegant, chic, sophisticated” decor of Los Angeles homes during the ’70s.
When word first emerged that Abby Ehmann, an East Village party organizer and neighborhood chronicler who’s resided in the hood since 1989, would be opening a bar on Avenue B, not everyone was all about it. There were enough bars, people said– in fact, there are several of them located on the block between 10th and 11th streets already. And worst of all, weren’t the proliferation of bars (especially the fancy cocktail ones) part of the problem?