Miranda

80 Berry St
Brooklyn, NY 11211
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718.387.0711

Cuisine: Italian/Latin American
Our Rating: ★ ★ ★ ★
Cards: All Major
Price: $$$
Hours: Sun, Mon, Wed 5:30pm-10:30pm; Thurs, Fri, Sat 5:3pm-11pm; Sat-Sun (Brunch) Noon-3pm; Closed Tue
Booze: Full Bar
Subway: L to Bedford Ave.
Menu: Click Here
Delivery: Yes
NY Mag says:

Miranda is a mom-and-pop shop done up in the simple style of a neighborhood trattoria. Sasha Rodriguez, the Queens-bred daughter of a Dominican father and Irish-American mother, runs the kitchen, while her fiance, Mauricio Miranda, of Guerrero, Mexico, works the dining room like a young Silvano Marchetto–greeting guests as if they were long lost relatives, recommending bottles of (often organic) wine, and occasionally breaking into a little cha-cha-cha dance whenever the joy of owning and operating a restaurant with the woman he loves becomes too much.
The couple met while working at Verbena, started dating, and soon dreamed of opening a place of their own. What kind of place they didn’t know. Subsequent stints at Alto and the C.I.A. Italian program (Sasha) and L’Impero and Spigolo (Mauricio) convinced them that combining the Latin American cooking they grew up on with their love for Italian food was a good way to go.
And for the most part it is, thanks to the fact that the menu doesn’t hit you over the head with the fusion conceit. The problem with cross-culinary cooking of this sort is that it can seem far-fetched or forced, like the gastronomic equivalent of an arranged marriage. Not so here: Latinized arancini are a little too soft and crumbly on the outside, but they’re dappled with a bright tomato sauce and filled with a winning mixture of chopped spinach and Mexican chorizo. A salsa guajillo is a good, smoky match for breaded and fried smoked mozzarella. Other appetizers, like mussels marinara, and a sparkling salad of baby romaine, ricotta salata, and sun-dried tomato, for example, simply forgo fusion altogether.

Blackbook Mag says:

Chill corner spot doesn’t try too hard but makes the funky fusion work on your plate. Risotto with tart cherries is a semi-sweet delight, Mexican mole-infused pasta spices up typical Italian eats. Waiters are local, cool, and won’t kill themselves trying to properly pronounce the name of the French vin you ordered. Serene dining room is dimly lit, tables are properly set apart in spacious Brooklyn fashion. A low-key winner.

MyMoon

184 N 10th St
Brooklyn, NY 11211
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718.599.7007

Cuisine: Mediterranean, Turkish
Our Rating: ★ ★ ★
Cards: All Major
Price: $$$
Hours: Sun-Thurs 5pm-11pm (bar open until 2am); Fri-Sat, 5pm-Midnight (bar open until 4am)
Booze: Full Bar
Subway: L to Bedford Ave. or Lorimer Ave.
Menu: Click Here
NY Mag says:

With its smattering of tapas, meze, and kebabs, My Moon’s menu leans on Mediterranean cuisine with a Turkish slant. But the food’s not the draw at this festive, 250-seat neighborhood haunt, where architecture takes pride of place. Set in a converted factory, My Moon retains the original space’s sky-high ceilings and exposed-wood beams, then tucks its booths into authentic boilers that solidify its organic, industrial chic. Aside from a few contrived embellishments, like indoor trees, trickling fountains, and whirring Casablanca ceiling fans, it works. The restaurant also lends its exposed-brick walls to rotating art exhibits. Late night, the party moves into an adjacent D.J.-outfitted lounge adjacent to the main room. In season, the spacious, outdoor dining deck is quite an enticement all its own. Extras: Turkish pastrami and Mediterranean kebabs spiff up traditional breakfast and brunch fare at My Moon, which also rents its lounge for gatherings of up to 40.

Citysearch says:

A former warehouse boiler room, My Moon epitomizes Williamsburg’s continual transformation. In the cathedral-sized dining room, exposed pipes and cast-iron sculptures nod to the space’s industrial past while the fan-shaped banquets, DJ booth and locally made artwork reflect the current L-train vibe. A more bucolic alternative is the just-as-large outdoor space, swathed in gold and red tones and boasting curtained-off booths and a raised deck area. Even the menu is oversized, covering nearly every mainstay of Turkish cuisine. Tarama makes a spectacular start, the pungent caviar whipped into dessert-like consistency, perfect for slathering over warm pide bread. Plump mussels come stuffed with rice and fragrant herbs. Although lamb in the adana kebab is slightly overchopped, slow-cooked flavors accompany every bite, while juicy quail, cooked in tender grape leaves, falls on just the right side of gamey. Lightly tart cantaloupe jelly makes a perfect palate-cleansing finish.

c/o Yelp

68 Greenpoint Ave
Brooklyn, NY 11222
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718.389.6868

Cuisine: American, Eclectic
Our Rating: ★ ★ ★
Cards: All Major
Price: $$
Hours: Mon-Thurs 5pm-Midnight; Sat 11am-2am; Sun 11am-Noon
Booze: Full Bar
Subway: G to Greenpoint Ave.
Menu: Click Here
Delivery: No
Time Out New York says:

Located in the middle of Greenpoint’s nightlife row is this industrial-chic sibling (and neighbor) to pioneering bar Coco 66. The eclectic menu teeters between Latin American (yucca-encrusted scallops perched atop an herbaceous salsa verde) and gut-busting gastrogrub fare, like an oversalted sirloin steak with crispy fries. Although it still has some kinks to work out— a glass of wine took more than a half hour to appear—the eatery righted its wrongs with free booze and sincere apologies. That, more than any stylish design, is truly sexy.

Citysearch says:

This casual restaurant spot from the owners of nearby Coco 66 lures Greenpoint denizens with an inexpensive Mediterranean menu.

c/o Flickr

136 N 6th St
Brooklyn, NY 11211
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718.218.7889

Cuisine: Peruvian/Asian Fusion
Our Rating: ★ ★
Cards: All major
Price: $$$
Hours: Mon-Wed 5pm-Midnight; Thurs-Sat 5pm-2am; Sun 3pm-Midnight
Booze: Full Bar
Subway: L to Bedford Ave.
Menu: Click Here
Delivery: Yes
NY Mag says:

For perhaps the first time in recorded history—or at least, in Williamsburg—Peruvian and Southeast Asian cuisines share one lofty space done up in semi-tropical decor and serviced by two separate kitchens. So the next time one of you wants roast chicken and ceviche and the other has a hankering for Vietnamese Spring rolls, you won’t have to toss a coin.

Metromix says:

Maison Saigon Tacu Tacu touts an intriguing menu of Vietnamese and Peruvian unfusioned food whose separate kitchens ensure that these two cuisines shall never get together. You are other hand, should bring a date to share the generously portioned Cubed Steak Saigon or ceviche, and then perform a duet in the downstairs lounge on karaoke nights.

c/o NY Mag

940 Flushing Ave
Brooklyn, NY 11206
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718.418.6347

Cuisine: Bar Snacks/Vegetarian-friendly
Our Rating: ★ ★ ★
Cards: All Major
Price: $
Hours: 12pm-2am Daily
Booze: Full Bar
Subway: L to Morgan Ave.
Menu: Click Here
Delivery: No
NY Mag says:

Outside, the streets bump and buckle like 1980s Beirut but inside, thanks to car part light fixtures, a pressed-tin ceiling and the rose brocade wallpaper, this cavernous, bare-brick space conjures up an atmosphere of languid libertinism that’s more like 1890s New Orleans. As the name suggests, Wreck Room is something akin to a punk-rock community center: Pool tables and video games offer stimulation on those rare nights when DJs aren’t spinning slinky industrial jams or when bands aren’t playing gritty trash rock. During the latter nights (mostly weekends), a double-doored buffer confines the din to the back room with its delightfully over-the-top tropical mural and thereby leaves the eerily indistinguishable boys and girls in black T-shirts to their earnest, tallboy-fueled conversations about the art of making ‘zines.

Shecky’s says:

On a dark, deserted street, in a section that looks post-apocalyptic even by Bushwick’s low standards, un-imposingly sits the Wreck Room. Essentially a well-lit version of the LES’s Motor City bar, nearby art students and those with similarly dire finances nurse economical selections, such as $2 Rolling Rocks, in the view of an impressive hanging gallery of classic car bumpers, complete with working head- and tail-lights. If it’s diversion you need, two pool tables and the occasional video game help to fill the big space. Or you can just grab a seat in a leather bucket-seat booth, and hope your skin doesn’t stick like those times you drive to the beach. On weekends, there’s an assortment of local punk rock bands performing at ear-torturing decibel levels amidst a hilariously out-of-place painted tropical backdrop, giving the room the effect of a giant bodega sign. A little too new and semi-stylish to really be considered a dive, but a good cheap time, nonetheless.