Molly Ringwald, frozen margaritas, and my own motley crew? Dreamy. I'd love for the frozen margaritas to be $5 instead of $7.25, but you really can't argue with $2.50 draft beers and plenty of outdoor seating in a fun pastel plaza. The outdoor solar-powered kitchen-in-a-truck and stationary bike-powered smoothie stand were joined by community artisans selling jewelry and clothing. My great, no-nonsense grilled pork chop special ($13) came with a delicious mound of tomato confettied guac, yellow rice, and black beans into which I accidentally poured half a cup of Tapatío. Their dry-barbecued corn on a stick with mayo, cotija cheese, chili and lime is quintessential. We got drunk quickly in the summer heat, then camped out at a bench table next to the pretty little gurgling fountain until the meager city sprinkling of stars came out. We even stayed well into the night to watch their Sunday night movie (The Breakfast Club) play on the peach-painted side of the building next door. (Which character was I in high school? my friend Meg asked. Definitely Anthony Michael Hall.) This is why I summer in Brooklyn.
Habana Outpost
757 Fulton St.
718-858-9500
C to Lafayette Ave.
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