It seemed like a good idea at the time. A spring break was needed, there were certain constraints on travel time, and I had never seen the place. A Greyhound to Atlantic City it was.
A return to Montrachet seemed due. Good to warm up, as ever, over flutes of "R" de Ruinart, that pleasant blanc des blancs, at Bubble Lounge across the street.
I guess what gets pumped out here every week isn't all bad. The man inside the Pig was proud to be offered a consulting editorial position on a local news project developed as a partnership between the New York University Arthur L. Carter Institute of Journalism and the New York Times.
Been a long time coming, this fusion restaurant from Zak Pelaccio and Robbie Richter.
First announced, if my notes are right, back in 2008, since when Williamsburg has piled casual eatery upon casual eatery until even the high-profile arrival of the the Fatty Crab maestro and former Hill Country pitmaster is, well, just another dining option.
Summer's here - nearly, anyway - and the time is right for eating long cooked meats (boy).
So what can a poor pig do, but compare and contrast the finally opened Fatty 'Cue with a place I missed along the way, a veritable Brooklyn barbecue vet, the Fatty Sow.