REVIEW'D: j'eatjet?

When Big Pun died of being BIG back in early 2000, we all realized that we had a mission: To keep the spirit of the BIG PUN alive and kicking.

Back in August of last year, 5th Ave Park Slope got a serious contribution to the BIG PUN legacy in the form of a "gastropub" called "j’eatjet?" PUNTASTIC. THEIR capitalization. THEIR punctuation. OUR quotations. It's Frenchish. It's questioning. It's almost too much pun for BIG PUN to handle.

'Round the j'eatjet? opening, FiPS got an email from the folks behind the place. The chefs were from Rose Water. Folks in the front of the house were from Rose Water and Dirt Candy. We thought to ourselves..."Rose Water is pretty damn good. Dirt Candy is pretty much the shit as far as veggie food goes." Flip side, in the name of an unnamed FiPS writer..."the name alone makes me want to throw a baby down a flight of stairs."

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[What You Should Order At...] Korzo

WHAT YOU SHOULD ORDER AT... is a recurring column designed in kind for your opinionated asses and our lazy asses. When the mood strikes, we pick one Park Slope resto and recommend our favorite dish. Are we right? Are we wrong? YOU KNOW YOU WANNA WEIGH IN.

It's a scientific fact that everything on the planet is WAY better when it's been deep fried. N.A.S.A. SCIENTIST TRUTH. I'm fairly certain that I once saw something on the History Channel about it. JK. The only thing I've ever viewed on the History Channel was something about aliens & Jebus. HISTORY. Also a bunch of Nazi stuff.

But seriously though, after the discovery of fire back during early Geico-pitchman days, deep frying is the best cooking technique that ever happened to humans. FUCK SOUS VIDE.

Way back in early 2010, we positively gushed over the art of deep-fried Robicelli's cupcakes. Right here on Park Slope's 5th Ave, Chip Shop deep fries the shit out of stuff for a living. One of my fave things to nosh on at the annual 5th Ave Street Fair is deep-fried Oreos. Has Fonzy perhaps long since leapt over that proverbial culinary shark tank as far as deep frying goes? Probably, but fuck if I care. I say bring it on.

At Korzo, on 5th Ave way down in what is pretty much the South Slope these days, their whole thing is deep-fried burgers.

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Bark at the Moon

Wordplay's fun, right? Take a common word, twirl the context around a lil' bit, get a satisfying internal chuckle...we humans love the wordplay. Without it, we would be but bitter chimpanzees, evolving at a snails-pace, begetting wildly & wondering why Ann Geddes won't take adorable photos of US instead of stupid babies. This is all foretold in the bible, people. JOHN NUMBER COLON NUMBER, PEOPLE. LOOK IT UP.

While we're on the subject of wordplay, let's discuss wordplay in the world of food. It's pretty much a given...if you're running a restaurant, give your foodstuffs quirky names & watch the chuckles roll in. Got a disgusting 6,000 calorie burger on the menu? Call it the "Triple Bypass." Chuckle when your spokesperson dies. Want to make light of everyone's favorite gay, sweater-vest-sporting former Republican presidential candidate? Add a "Santorum Salad" to the menu. Chuckle when he bows out of the presidential race. Some dude in Miami just gnawed off another dude's face? Announce a new sandwich on Twitter & then chuckle quietly to yourself whilst quickly withdrawing your idea. Also, see everything made at Guy's American Kitchen & Bar.

Here in Park Slope, Bark is jumping on the food wordplay bandwagon with their "Barkbecue Burger," the first in a line of forthcoming monthly burgers.

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