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A New Taste Of Red Hook

A Different Perspective
Where in New York, or in any city, do you encounter such unique fusion?

Blue collar unity, the airiness of old western hush, and a guaranteed free parking spot on the street just luring you in…only in Red Hook, Brooklyn.

I was highly ambitious when I moved to Dumbo with a fierce desire to “conquer” as many neighborhoods in this borough as I could.

I found a fondness for Red Hook’s rough yet peaceful juxtaposes. Often I dragged Travis on a weekend walk to Red Hook for a refreshing cocktail at Fort Defiance or to The Good Fork when I was craving Korean dumplings.

The Good Fork

The Good Fork

Originally we were visiting Red Hook because I found Ralph Gorham, the owner of Brooklyn Farm Table who crafted my desk, that I am typing on as you read this, and our living room coffee table. Ralph also happens to own the neiborhood landmarc Red Hook Lobster Pound.

Along the way I discovered a vibrant community of artisans and fine craftsman operating out of small store fronts. Revitalizing this long neglected neighborhood’s rich traditions of commerce and trade while staking their own claim in Red Hooks’ future.

 

Are you following?

Fortunately, a few weeks back I was invited to experience an “Inside Look of Red Hook”.

Darren Palace, the heart of Red Hook Winery welcomed a friend and I into the winery for a tour and a taste of some righteous juice.

Red Hook Winery

Red Hook Winery

Tastemaker, Darren Palace of Red Hook Winery

Tastemaker, Darren Palace of Red Hook Winery

Oak Barrels

Oak Barrels

Distillery Tank

Distillery Tank

After exiting the winery I had to acclimate to a brighter setting and my miraculously buzzed self. It isn’t everyday that you escape an arched cave filled with intoxicating oaky scents onto the urban streets of Brooklyn.

This visit I approached Red Hook rather differently… I explored the area like I had never been and as a result I discovered some real treasures.

To learn more..Read the sign behind me

To learn more..Read the sign behind me

We stumbled upon The Red Hook Community Farm literally sprouting in the middle of the cement jungle. The staff was very friendly especially after we crashed their daily meeting. Vegetable and flower gardens, festively painted signs, and earthy overall-wearing farmers. I was in pure bliss.

Red Hook Community Farm

Red Hook Community Farm

Garlic Galore

Garlic Galore

My mother just retired after thirty three years of teaching. I was dying to get her a gift and I was stuck on something glass blown. My favorite glass blown store is located in Portland, Oregon called the Dapper Frog and then ironically we spotted Flickinger Glassworks. And I found the perfect amber weaved glass dish.

Flickinger Glassworks

Flickinger Glassworks

I met the men behind the magic and witnessed the work in progress

I met the men behind the magic and witnessed the work in progress

I have always been a huge fan of Fairway but none compare to the one situated in Red Hook that houses a patio where patrons can dine while taking in the views.

Where city meets nature

Where city meets nature

After a long day of exploring I settled on a bench on the Pier gazing at the boats circling the Statue of Liberty.

She never gets old

She never gets old

The Bourne Explorer will be back in the fall to partake in the harvest festivities. Can’t Wait.

Stay tuned my dear reader 🙂


Satisfy your senses,
Amanda (follow me on Twitter!)


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