In Greenpoint, real estate is evenly split between Polish-Catholics and the cast of Lena Dunham’s Girls. You’ll walk past mom-and-pop butcher shops and Eastern European bakeries right beside minimalist cocktail bars boasting negroni fountains. The neighborhood weaves Park Slope tropes (quiet tree-lined streets; frenetic public school playgrounds) with Williamsburg vibes (too-trendy 20-somethings toting vintage bikes) into its own unique tapestry. Amid the school buildings and farmhouse-inspired cafes, the heart of the area’s Polish history still beats loudly -- old-timers and newcomers alike prize the beautiful churches, authentic meat markets, and friendly neighborhood grocers.
Greenpoint may be closer to Queens than downtown Manhattan, and it may be off the G train and only the G train, but its relative inaccessibility preserves its cloistered culture. This is where to head when you hanker for the most authentic pierogi-kielbasa meal you’ve had to date, or nouveau-American fare from an excellent, undiscovered corner spot that couldn’t afford Williamsburg rent. We promise you the food is worth the trek.