Local Watering Hole

My ex used to say one of the things he loved about living in downtown Manhattan was his local watering hole. I used to think he was the only American ever to say "watering hole" in a social setting, but his love for the Paris Cafe was well deserved. It was a great place for dinner, drinks, or watching a game. It was the one thing I regretted giving up in our "divorce". Everyone has a local favorite. When I lived on the Upper East Side it was Trinity and Jasmine's Pahd See Yu. I still catch myself day dreaming about Chipati. Considering how many Umich alums live in NYC, I don't understand how no one has started a Pizza House franchise by now.

While living in Cobble Hill I frequented many "local joints" -- aside from the Starbucks on Wyckoff & Smith nothing really held my loyalty and passion. Many of our choices were driving by price, and whether Deborah's brother, Tim, was working. Not to say that Trout, Pacifico, Bueno and the pizza place aren't good. But it helps when the person serving you knows you.

So now I'm in my new hood, Clinton Hill, and I'm searching for the key places. Olea, is already in my heart. The General Greene is up on the list for Brunch and a nice, cozy, candle lit dinner. Red Bamboo - outdoor atmosphere A+, cuisine C (sorry, soy chicken just doesn't cut it). Tonight I tried Brooklyn Public House. Has the draw of a great place. Great look & feel. Nice staff, very attentive. Had the burger. Note to self: next time order a medium rare. The best part was the salad - included cranberries :) Bartender said fish & chips are the way to go. I will try again, but I sadly report...still searching.