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2011 was a cool year. The summer was stupid hot, the winter has been weirdly mild, lots of new stuff opened up in the borough, and coincidentally, it’s the year Bklynography was born! Hooray! I’d like to take this time, the 10th day in 2012, to recap my top 10 best bites, eats, and meals I enjoyed in Brooklyn in 2011.
This post will be part recap of the Pint Mash-Up on Saturday and part review of 61 Local. Mostly because I hate reading recaps because they bum me out about something I missed, so why on earth do I even write recaps. I write them because it would be weird if I posted photos with no text or explanation, when really I just want to show you my photos. Look at the photos! The text is meaningless.
Anyway keep reading please…
Beer and ice cream finally unite in what could be a perfect if not somewhat unholy marriage this weekend at Boerum/Cobble Hill spot 61 Local, in what Steve’s Craft Ice Cream is presenting as a “Pint Mash-Up”.
According to the Steve’s Ice Cream official blog, Saturday, August 13th promises to be an ice cream and beer extravaganza, featuring the debut of their new beer-inspired flavors and much much more.
Last night, the Music Hall of Williamsburg hosted a monumental event: the Wet Hot American Summer 10th Anniversary Celebration Show! For those of you who haven’t seen Wet Hot American Summer, why am I even talking to you? Get your head out of your ass!
“If you’re gonna eat a dessert, and you’re gonna eat five billion calories, you need to be all in. You need to be 100% present and remember what the hell you’re doing.”
- Allison Robicelli
Let me tell you a little bit about Robicelli’s.
It all started earlier this year when I had my first Robicelli’s cupcake. Even before I bought the cupcake, and I stood before the four flavors to be chosen from at Crespella, I knew this would be different. There were no vanilla cupcakes! No chocolate! And certainly no sprinkles! And thank goodness, because fuck that.