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While I usually look down on eulogizing something that hasn’t yet passed, I thoroughly endorse any preemptive tributes for Goodbye Blue Monday. This isn’t to say that I want or expect the longstanding Bushwick venue to close. The opposite is true: I think anyone who’s ever gigged or killed time there should come out black-veils-and-all and throw money to its piles of twisted scrap-heap metal and forever-untouched records.
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Since last we checked in, Bread for the Eater has quietly opened in Greenpoint. The new venture from the team behind Lower East Side spot Cheeky Sandwiches is still very much in its early stages, with construction still underway on a separate, backroom dining area. “We still have a bit of work to do with the space,” says owner Din Yates, “so the opening is very soft.”
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First Academy Annex and Flying Squirrel, then Beacon’s Closet, and now another Williamsburg business is making moves in Greenpoint.
Oasis, the venerable falafel and shawarma café that, let’s face it, is everyone’s favorite bathroom to use when the Bedford L is down, is opening a new branch on the north side of Greenpoint. According to the owner, the menu will more or less match that of its Williamsburg counterpart, with a few additions. Like another Greenpoint newcomer, Oasis is opening in a former pizza place with the brick oven still intact, so expect “pitza” staples like lambajin as well.
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(Photo: Chris Tonucci)
(Photo: Chris Tonucci)
Greenpoint has seen so many new bars and restaurants open in the past few months (not to mention coffee shops), those living on the Northside can be forgiven for feeling an onset of “up-and-coming neighborhood” fatigue. Still, there’s plenty to be excited about in the arrival of Bread for the Eater, a new café/bar from the team that brought Cheeky Sandwiches to the Lower East Side. The excellence of Cheeky is already well established, and a location in the mostly (for now) bar-free McGolrick Park area means a potential break from the foodies and beer nerds littering Manhattan Avenue.
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Their name is OBN III’s, and they’re probably the umpteenth garage band from Austin/Memphis/San Francisco you’ve been dragged to see in the last year — but they also may be the best.
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