A true New York landmark, and one of the only true delis left in Brooklyn, Junior's still serves working people solid food every day. And that's a greater boast than its uranium-heavy cheesecake.
It would be easy to dismiss this Park Slope hot dog store with the all-purpose put-down "hipster," but the food here is really outstanding, and deserves only praise.
Cheapy, hearty, and wonderfully big sandwiches are the order of the day at this latino luncheonette; don't miss the breaded steak sandwich.
Few places could be cozier or more special than the cellar of this first-rate Brooklyn osteria, which is crude and rustic in a way similar places often try (and fail) to be. Look out especially for the remarkable selection of port wines. They're too good to have just as after dinner drinks.
Everyone (but me) seems to love this mom-friendly Park Slope pizza, whose owners have come to personify the enlightened, all-natural cooking of the "New Brooklyn Cooking." The pizza is nothing special, but many of the other dishes are. I guess.
You come here to get -- no surprise -- meat pies, the square orange ones that are more commonly seen in pizza joints or at Golden Krust. These are so, so much better though: spicy and unctuous and warm and with a flaky crust so rich that it's almost another kind of meat. Get a big piece of coco bread to fold it in if you want -- but it's not necessary.
A fairly late entry into the haute barnyard sweepstakes, Flatbush Farm isn't in the same league as the Blue Hills or even the Farm on Adderlys of the world, but it's pretty good, albeit with a somewhat dismal setting.
Classy and fresh-tasting Israeli food, including the eponymous falafel, are to be had at this casual eatery near the Barclay Center.
A lovely interior, original, thoughtful, hearty food, and a big beer selection all make this Park Slope restaurant a great find, especially after a Nets game. The usual Brooklyn service applies, alas.