Monday, April 19, 2010

An Afternoon at the Brooklyn Flea

A flea market in Brooklyn can't be a simple affair.

Oh, no. It must have vintage clothing, handmade jewelry and, of course, critically-acclaimed food. Not that I'm complaining. I can think of a lot worse ways to pass a Sunday afternoon than thumbing through one-of-a-kind necklaces and eating delicious Central American food.

Paul and I had been to the Brooklyn Flea once before, in its outdoor location in the Brooklyn neighborhood of Fort Greene. Now that the weather's warmer, the market is still there on Saturdays, but it moves indoors to the old Williamsburgh Savings Bank building on Sundays. I wanted to go to the flea market almost as much for the building as for the shopping. So yesterday we went.

It didn't disappoint. The space was both giant and dramatic -- columns, arches, and even a giant mural. I'm pretty sure the neighborhood TD Bank doesn't look like this inside.

Most of the food stalls were downstairs, in the bank's old vault. I've never seen doors so thick.

We skipped the booths selling lobster rolls and gourmet grilled cheese sandwiches. Instead, I opted for pupusas -- one filled with zucchini and another with beans and cheese -- with a side of pickled cabbage.

Paul got in line at Asiadog and ended up with one hot dog topped with pork belly and onions, another with crushed potato chips, spicy ketchup and jalapeno mustard.

Best of all, I left the Brooklyn Flea with a necklace and a chocolate croissant. A day well spent, indeed.

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