Park Slope Ale House
356 Sixth Avenue at 5th Street
Brooklyn, NY 11215
When you’re stuck in a torrential downpour with no rain boots, you just want to find the nearest non-sketchy restaurant and just dine there. And that’s precisely what Dave and I did. Monsoons are not my friend.
Park Slope Ale House wasn’t too crowded, probably because no one else wanted to venture out in the rain without kayaks. I’d never been here before despite having passed it a thousand times in my past life. The place is dark but welcoming. And you know what else is welcoming? Burgers! Dave and I both ordered burgers, and I got mine with blue cheese. Mmm. It helped me forget how soaked my socks and the bottoms of my jeans were.
As you can see, the kaiser bun they used dwarfed the patty. Hey guys, you might want to either up the beef or shrink the bread. Looks wrong. The fries had skins which I’m not huge on but was fine.
Once I was eating a baked potato at someone’s house, and I was asked why I wasn’t eating the skins, and I was confused because I thought you weren’t supposed to eat it. My family didn’t eat skins and I assumed that’s what everyone did. Huh. Storytime over!
The desserts were tempting (chaos pie?) but I was too full from the burger goodness. Thank for being there when we needed you, Park Slope Ale House!