On an unexpectedly cold and rainy-ish Spring Thursday evening, fellow Broke Ass writer Laura S. and I decided to check out the new bar that opened in place of the restaurant N6th: a wine bar called Pinkerton. Though they have a nice selection of microbrews, we both decided to stick with wine. If I remember correctly, most of the wines came from the Pacific Northwest, California, and Australia. BTW, don’t make that Charles In Charge joke about the Charles & Charles wine, because they’ve heard it like a billion times.
As we were chatting with owner (and former New York Times journalist) Thomas Hudson, we discovered that the bar is actually named after the Madame Butterfly character, and not so much the Weezer album. I do declare, Williamsburg, you might just be growing up after all! This spot is basically the antithesis of every Williamsburg bar that I hate– it’s cozy but not overly crowded, super affordable (especially for a wine bar; I feel like no glass is above $10-11) you can hear other people talk, the people there are on the right side of 25, the bartenders and waiters are actually nice to you and incredibly accommodating in a real way, and it’s in a convenient location. They just started serving cheese plates, too– 2 types (one hard, one very soft and strong) of which Laura and I sampled that were very delicious and came with a big bunch of grapes– on their secret menu (just ask them for it).
Though later, once we finished our cheese plate, the evening somehow devolved into me screaming at a Bill Maher-style Libertarian dude over Tecates at 3am. I will choose to remember instead the cozy and comfortable part of the night. Thank you, for being a friend, Pinkerton.
263 N.6th St (corner of Havermeyer)