Oxymoron Cafe

Cafe Regular du Nord is nestled on Berkeley Place off of 7th Avenue in Park Slope. The name of this cafe is its anti-thesis, as there is nothing 'Regular' about it. The decor oozes old world European charm and convinces you that it could have been here for at least a century. No details have been overlooked, from the dark wood paneling to the crystal chandelier hanging from a weathered tin ceiling... all done with utmost authenticity.

Even better than the decor is the coffee itself. The iced coffee was probably one of the best I've had (it was actually an iced cafe latte, but same difference :). The frothy milk on top tamed the bold flavor of the Latin American beans just enough.

The outstanding coffee & aesthetic of this cozy cafe really sets it apart from the rest. If we lived in the North Slope there's no doubt we would become regulars.

Children's Play

There is nothing like a sunny morning on Bergen Street in Brooklyn, under the spell of a crisp September breeze, to bring back childhood memories. And there is nothing that brings back childhood memories like hot dogs. So it was fateful that the two intersected for us on this fine day.

Ultimately, as childhood evolves into adulthood, so do our hot dogs - and our hot dog joints. Bark Hot Dogs was nothing like the Gray's Papaya or the famous street vendors of our past.

It was an impeccable shop, with a comfortable and non-threatening commercial quality. Felt clean and organized, and the staff was charming. A hot dog with a smile.

Did we mention, the dogs were amazing! Fresh beef and pork. Crisped to perfection. As you can see, we got the Bark dog and the Kraut dog. The White Birch Beer (among an assortment of Foxon Park varieties) was a nice touch. The bun had a flawless bounce. But, at $18 for 3 dogs & a drink, those delectable bites came at a premium.

For me, it reminded me of all those moments I would hang out at the hot dog stand outside of my dad's office, gobbling meat as fast I could, knowing I'd never get any at home..

And at Bark, for a brief moment, we were home...