Category Archives: In My Hood

THE GREEN @ Aloha Tower

Posted on January 26, 2011 by Nico

On January 16, 2011, those in-the-know filled the beer garden at Gordon Biersch in The Aloha Tower Marketplace to toss back some green bottles (mainlanders call it ‘Heineken’) and enjoy the musical tendings of Hawaii’s breakout reggae band, The Green, … Continue reading →

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Saving the Ham for Portuguese Bean Soup

Posted on December 1, 2010 by Nico

“I know this sounds lame but do you have traditional Hawaiian food at Thanksgiving?” wrote a New York buddy of mine in a text message. “What?” I replied back. I knew what he meant. I chuckled. “You know…like the pork … Continue reading →

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You can’t ‘shush’ people in the ‘hood

Posted on August 21, 2010 by Nico

It’s true. The only reason why I’m awake right now is because my neighbors are playing the hottest hits in da club. Normally, I wouldn’t be home to ecoute such traumatic reggaeton but I’ve had to curtail my downtown nightlife … Continue reading →

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In my hood: Floyd’s

Posted on June 10, 2010 by Nico

From the folks who brought you Union Hall comes another bocce-infused, bourbon-soaked booze joint located in Brooklyn Heights. Too lazy to make it out to the LES-esque Smith Street, I simply traipsed across the street and entered Floyd’s–a cozy nook … Continue reading →

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In My Hood: Baked

Posted on February 8, 2010 by Nico

If Oprah says ‘jump,’ you jump. If Oprah says Baked makes the best brownies, well then you hightail it to Red Hook to confirm. On a wayward trip to IKEA, I detoured and stopped off at Baked. Walking up to … Continue reading →

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In my ‘hood: You mean that wasn’t the entree?

Posted on October 6, 2009 by Nico

For a long time, all I knew about Yemen Cafe was that its workers enjoyed catcalling while on their cigarette breaks. Day after day, I’d walk to my apartment (a hop-skip from this culinary curiosity) and peer into the large … Continue reading →

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