I’ve sung the praises of North Brooklyn before. Surely you remember me raving about the arepas at Caracas Arepa Bar, and all the phenomenal coffee shops in Brooklyn, and the bangin’ street art in Williamsburg, and the Smorgasburg and Brooklyn Flea outdoor markets.
Behold, the Williamsburg Bridge: my favorite of all the bridges in NYC. It’s not the prettiest, most famous, or most traversed – but I love it fiercely.
Our love affair began innocently enough.
In nearly seven years of living in (or in very close proximity to) Williamsburg, I’ve amassed an impressive collection of photos of the prolific street art in this Brooklyn hood. I’ve staged many a photo shoot in front of these colorful works of art, usually with me coercing a friend from out of town to “stand there for just a second” while they strike a goofy or badass pose in front of it.
I’ve spent the entirety of my near-7 years in NYC living in the Williamsburg, Brooklyn area. As a self-proclaimed coffee snob, I can say with assurance that I’ve carefully sampled this neighborhood’s coffee.
