It was a Sunday brunch on a rainy afternoon with my best friend Sophia. We live only two blocks away from Smith street, the mecca of Brooklyn hipster restaurants. It’s not hard finding a tasty place to eat. We walked down Smith, and we came across Hunter’s, a hipster paradise complete with drinks served in Mason Jars.Through the tall glass windows I saw bearded men and happy people sitting on rusty turquoise bar stools eating eggs. We looked at the menu. It was the usual brunch food: kale salad, eggs benedict, and pancakes. The hostess spotted us and complimented my green corduroy jacket with paisley lining–now I couldn’t leave.
I ordered the Hunter’s Benedict($12) and Sophia ordered the Elvis French Toast($12). The Elvis French Toast is a huge piece of bread with peanut butter, bananas, and pecans on the top. The French Toast was nicely caramelized on the outside and soft and moist on the inside. The huge hunk of bread was a challenge to cut, and dwarfed the modest slivers of bananas. The Benedict arrived naked, served on a thin slice of rosemary ham, with barely any hollandaise sauce on it. Sadly the eggs were completely undercooked. I sampled the generous amount of crisp, delicious potatoes. The server was very kind about my eggs and took my plate away to re-cook the eggs. When she returned, the eggs were perfect but the kitchen had removed a large portion of those tasty potatoes! I was upset, and now felt a little deprived of crispy home fries. Besides the mystery of the disappearing potatoes, the meal was adequate. It was not the best brunch I ever had but not the worst. On to other Smith Street brunch spots. Next time, I’ll try Seersucker…I hear they make awesome biscuits.
213 Smith St, Brooklyn, NY 718-246-2221