Gwynett Street--Brooklyn

347.889.7002

Finally.  Dear God, it is about time.  Not only has a restaurant opened in Williamsburg in a much needed  spot off of the Graham Avenue stop, less of course the tragically sinking Motorino, but it has done so in an atypical Brooklyn fashion.  Gwynett street has finally decided to deviate from the Hipster culinary tree, instead pushing the envelope with ambitious cuisine that does not include a) a hanger steak, b) a burger, or c) a mac and cheese.

Originally a pizza shop, turned steakhouse (Catch 22), you wouldn't expect to have your mind blown walking in, as the place hasn't really changed since the last one.  It isn't until you sit down and have all sorts of gourmet delicacies do you realize that you're in for a treat.  Egg dish, nailed it.  Duck?  Off the charts. Whiskey Bread?!?  I mean they make bread with whiskey!    It wasn't until we spoke to the owner that we realized the chef was from WD50 and hired right off of craigslist.  Take that human resources department.

What is most refreshing, aside that we got a seat right away despite the favorable NY Times review, was the fact it wasn't trying to be Brooklyn.  The decor didn't scream turn-of-the-century chic.  There weren't vested, mustached, tattooed dudes tending bar (though I think one of them did have a tattoo).  It was refreshing to step outside of the dining hegemony that has plagued gentrification of this borough for too long.  It is the beginning of the revolution comrades, and we will rally around Gwynett Street.