memoirs of a palate

PUB CRAWL


Last night we went WAY out to that OTHER city around here called Brooklyn. An epic journey, I assure you.

Just kidding. Dan and Steve were recently laughing because I made it sound like they practically lived in Brooklyn, Wisconsin in one of the previous posts. It's a 10-minute cab ride. Not another state. So my bad. FYI.

Anyway, we went to this quiet little bar called the Park Slope Ale House for a little din. We wanted to try something new and because it was such a beautiful night, we didn't mind walking a bit. So we cruised down 5th avenue until we'd played out all the nouveau thai and french bistros (which all looked good, BTW. Park Slope's cuisine scene is pretty nice), and cut over to 6th avenue for this "family" favorite.

The place is really dark (thus, the photo) but it was so right for us on this slightly rainy Friday night. We had tons of good beers from their copious taps and some pretty decent pub food.

Dan had the:
- crabcake sandwich with sweet potato fries

Steve had the:
- mac and cheese with a steamed veggie medley that consisted mostly of broccoli I think ...

Meena had the:
- fish and chips with french fries

Alec had the:
- angus burger with mushrooms and onions and sweet potato fries

The verdict is that this place has great beer, really nice people and a fantastic atmosphere. The food ... well, I think the thing about the food is that you just need to stick with the staples and you'll be fine. Seems they do all the standards really well, but I'm not sure how great they are when it comes to more adventurous endeavors. I think Meena thought that's what she was doing with the fish and chips (as pub as pub food gets, right?) but she struck out. She had the one misstep. I think everyone else had some great grub. And again ... some great beer.