Introduction, I once told friend I would “grab a quick bite” in Greenpoint before an evening plan. Four hour later I had eaten pierogi walked past bakery line that wrapped around the corner ducked into taco counter because smell won, and still never made it to my plan. That is Read more
Introduction, First time I got off the G train at Greenpoint Brooklyn .I genuinely thought. I would gotten off at the wrong stop. No towering skyline no crush of tourists. just quiet tree-lined streets, Polish bakery on the corner, and this strange, comforting hum of a neighborhood. That felt like Read more
Introduction. I still remember stepping off G train at new york Greenpoint avenue for first time.Totally turned around iced coffee already sweating in my hand.just standing there wondering why every third sign around me was in Polish. That was almost six years ago now. Funny how things change.These days I Read more