Brooklyn! Our day in Brooklyn was magical. I had pretty high expectations for this day and it did not let me down. We took an early morning subway ride from Manhattan, underneath the East River, to the borough of Brooklyn; where the green grass is more abundant and square footage a little more expansive.
The Brooklyn Flea Market was high on my priority list and thankfully it really was as cool as I had hoped. We strolled a couple blocks past the flea market to first grab a latte at, Bittersweet (hands down best latte of our trip!), on what looked to be the main drag of Fort Greene before diving into the vendors.
We spent a couple of hours browsing the booths filled with vintage clothes, records, and housewares… later enjoying a great taco lunch from one of the street vendors. I found a cute Mexican peasant blouse and slighty regret not purchasing a leather purse. Jordan and I have been to many a flea market in and around Chicago, but this was one was different; less 1950s Pyrex bowl and more individual artists selling their goods; the evidence of smaller homes with less rooms to fill: each item chosen for the home must have intrinsic worth and beauty.
The Brooklyn Flea Market was filled with local artisans selling delicate jewelry, furniture, and hand sewn stuffed animals. The food trucks bursting with fresh squeezed green juice and donuts (you know, the ying and yang of health) ready for when people needed a snack.
Bonus: no entrance fee!
We still had a couple of hours before we needed to get back to New Jersey for dinner*, so we took the subway to Williamsburg, which is clearly THE happening place to be on a Saturday morning! Whew! Young people enjoying a late brunch waking up from their late Friday night out, families playing with their children in parks, and all of the dog walkers you could ever hope to see. Shops and restaurants had their doors and windows wide open, inviting passerby’s to peek in and see what new items were in. I can see why people enjoy the ever-so-slightly slower pace of Brooklyn (by Manhattan standards). It felt like certain neighborhoods of Chicago – hip and bursting with energy.
Sadly, we ran out of time to walk the length of the Brooklyn Bridge, so clearly another trip will have to happen 😉
^ Jordan’s happy place.
^ Having a serious clog obsession lately.
*My aunt and uncle took us all out to dinner at this great seafood restaurant in Princeton. Fish isn’t really my thing, but their Crab & Guacamole appetizer was one of the best things I ate all week!