A while back, Aron and I discovered—as many others surely had already—how wonderful a little restaurant in Brooklyn’s Park Slope called Applewood could be. Opened in an old storefront on a tree-lined street in 2004, Applewood is a cozy place, filled with maple shaker-esque furnishings and the warm glow of a central, working fireplace, that serves daily-changing seasonal (and mostly local) food to a neighborhoody following. We found them first, I believe, through Slow Food.
In 2007, they were given the Slow Food Snail of Approval—which recognizes “food-related providers that are making significant contributions to the transformation of our food system to one that is good, clean and fair.” We’ve found that, without our initially knowing it, many of our favorite restaurants in the city (e.g. Diner, Back Forty, Five Points, etc.) appear on the Snail of Approval list for New York and so we have since turned to it for new places to try.
We immediately loved Applewood and have returned—both together, as a romantic destination for Valentine’s Day, and apart, when I brought some girlfriends to try it (they all loved it, too, particularly the seasonal cocktails).
With its fireplace, it seems best suited for chilly nights; and so neither of us has been since the past winter, but we returned last night to celebrate the anniversary of our engagement. It was four years ago that Aron asked me to marry him and then whisked me off for a weekend on the central coast of California. Sigh…
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