Instead of chasing down food trucks through Manhattan, suck it up and head over to the Brooklyn Flea if you’re in the mood to do some vintage shopping while snacking on a variety of different munchies. Jay and I went at the height of summer, which gets a bit painful under the sun. But with the temperature cooling down, that’s when a grilled cheese or warm soup would definitely hit the spot.
I had a duo of tacos with strips of jalapeno, decked with spicy pork and beef. It’s not the easiest thing to eat while you’re browsing the stands, but something that really stood out were the fresh tortillas. Jay had a classic grilled cheese from the Milk Truck stand, appropriately greasy and oozing with fresh American cheese.
All in all, the food was okay–nothing really extraordinary. If you really love the idea of a food-filled marketplace, this same exact plot of land–Williamsburg waterfront between North 6th and North 7th St.–transforms into Smorgasburg every Saturday, where you can spend an entire day eating breakfast, lunch, snacks and dinner. That entry up next!