You may or may not be shopped out. You head back to Bedford to catch a glimpse of the New York marathon on the way to brunch.
You find yourself not just glimpsing, but being welcomed into a community that is strong, supportive, and 26.2 miles long. The entire community comes out to cheer on friends, family, neighbours, locals, strangers, foreigners; the fast and the slow. Families pass out free hot cider and coffee to bystanders, public schools hold bake sales on the sidewalk, local establishments bare signs of encouragment and relevant puns. There is music in the air. There is a mix of melodies and styles. Some bands are organized while musicians arrive - tuba in hand - to jam alongside and raise spirits. You will feel an incredible sense of belonging during the moments spent cheering on the runners. Moments spent feeling “at home” are moments that you will cherish forever. Especially when they happen in strange places.
You will feel at home when you find yourself walking up the streets of Park Slope. You will want that house and that house and that house and that one there with the details over the windows, or that one with the intimate front garden space.
The museum is nice. You’ve been star struck upon meeting original works of art. Judy Chicago’s The Dinner Party is more than you ever imagined. And after Jean Paul Gaultier your mouth hangs open, drool drips from the corners of your mouth like a hungry puppy who hopes for a morsel of steak.
Hungry, you catch the train back into Manhattan for sushi in SOHO and then why not one last drink on top of the world? The Ides bartender pours you your order (he’s already memorized it) and you watch the sky change colours over the island one last time. Home is calling you.
List of places that I actually remember the name of and like…
The shop in the Wythe Hotel (everything)
bird (clothes, men and women)
The Brooklyn Fox (clothing)
Lots of shopping along streets off of Bedford.
Brooklyn Bowl (drinking/ bowling/ live music)
Night market/ Brooklyn night bazaar (shopping/ eating/ music/ mini putt/ ping pong/ drinking)
The Ides (bar on top of Wythe Hotel; incredible views of Manhattan and Brooklyn)
Reynards (breakfast, lunch, dinner)
Juliette (brunch, right next to egg if you can’t get seated)
Schmorgasburg (food/ eating market on Saturdays and Sundays)
You should sleep in. Don’t set an alarm. The black out curtains will keep you sleeping until your excitement wakes you up late morning.
When you do get up, be luxurious about it. Go for brunch at ‘egg’ or ‘Reynards’. Have something fabulous like, an in-house brined meat with eggs. If you liked the meat enough, you can buy a wallet or purse made from that specific animals leather in the hotel lobby.
The lady working in the shop will be wonderful. She’ll give you an inroduction to Brooklyn. She’ll tell you her favourite spots, local designers and what to expect.
You will take all of her advice. It will be amazing. You will find other treasures along the way to make the trip feel special. Not special - enchanting.
Everyone in Brooklyn will think you are fabulous. They’ll love your shoes and jacket and poppy and they’ll be so pleased to finally see a busty girl in their clothes because it really does look nice that way.
You should probably have a cake and coffee at a local establishment. You will probably end up sitting next to a table of British male models eating small house salads and politely stepping off the patio to chain smoke.
There will be a lot of tattoos. You may think that you are at a tattoo convention but you are not. Some stores double as a tattoo parlour. Buy vintage, antiques or jewelry while waiting for your inking.
Go for dinner and ask the sommelier to reccomend you a darling Gamay from Southern Burgundy that will compliment your rabbit, apple and sage sausage.
Go to DUMBO at night. See an all-female production of Julius Caesar set in a British women’s prison. Bring a cushion because your seat will be terribly uncomfortable and the play long but you’ll love the show. It will culminate nicely. DUMBO at night is otherworldly.
Your taxi driver has probably never heard of The War of 1812, he thinks the Vietnamese were the cause of Pearl Harbour and why the Vietnam War happened. He’s vaguely intolerant but he makes for an incredible character in your next story or screenplay.
After the show, do check out the Brooklyn Bowl. You will catch an incredible live band (or, three) and maybe even fit in a couple bowling matches. Try not to distract all the bearded and mustached Brooklyn men. Do dance with the Brooklyn ladies. If you couldn’t make it to the Brooklyn Brewery in the opening hours, it’s okay because the bar serves an array of Brooklyn beers and the DJ is killing it with his mix of 90s hip hop.
And when the night is done, crawl back into bed to prepare yourself for a totally new adventure.
I get confused by the people who work at my hotel. Are they flirting with me? Do they actually care? Do they even work here or are they just beautiful people dressed in civilian clothing but they carry a lot more keys than the average brooklynite?
Either way - it’s awesome.
This hotel (the Wythe Hotel) is super Pinteresting.
My bedroom looks out at the Brooklyn Brewery and the Brooklyn Bowl.
The bar has THEE most gorgeous view of the Manhattan skyline. I had the loveliest G & T. The bars are perfectly curated.
The night market was wild. Great music. Glow in the Dark mini putt, ping pong, photo booths, beer, and food. Really good food obviously. We ended our evening with Baba Black Lager and salted caramel crack ice cream. Fiiiiiiine. Sew delish. 5 stars.
Anyway, this place is golden. More on that later.
K, this place is pretty cool.