For first-gen Americans, respecting family tradition goes head-to-head with the desire to assimilate -- like Kumar, who gladdened millions with White Castle, and presumably gladdened his mom with The Namesake. Moving from Old World to New, Michael Psilakis, opening Gus & Gabriel.
A complete retrofitting of the original Kefi space in eclectic pub-centric flavors (mahogany bar, crossed and mounted oars, a coat or armor named "Harris") and named for Psilakis' father and son, G&G eschews haute Greek in favor of that most comforting of American traditions -- unhealthy food and unhealthier alcohol. A smorgasbord of Lunchlady Land proportions, the all-items-under-$16 menu includes everything from beef brisket French dips, to pork parmigiana, to beef sliders, fried chicken, and pulled-pork sloppy joes, plus milkshakes (chocolate, strawberry cheesecake, peanut butter brownie...) and floats, notably a grape juice & vanilla concoction called the Purple Cow -- also the mascot of d3 powerhouse Williams College, because they're that intimidating. As for the hooch, G&G's pouring ten draughts (O'Hara's Stout, Leinenkugel's Sunset Wheat...), 30 micro- and Euro bottles (Tripel Karmeliet, Bischoff Doppel Bock, Bavik Petrus Gouden Triple...), plus a few prole-ish cans (Pabst tallboys, Tecate, etc), but the real firepower's the liquor: 70 bottles of bourbon, Scotch, tequila, and rum, including Parker's Heritage 27yr, Brora 25yr, Don Julio 1942, and Mount Gay "Extra Old" (the Caribbean: as specific about the age of its boozes as it is about the age of its pitchers).
Unlike Psilakis' other restos (Anthos, Kefi, and Mia Dona), G&G will be serving dinner only, leaving you free to lunch on tiny little burgers as NPH assimilates with a stripper in your car.