Strolling down the wide sidewalks of Brooklyn is a trip around the world. The music of infinite languages comes from passersby and floats out through the doors of storefronts; a veritable Tower Of Babel of linguistic diversity. Those very shops, restaurants, bars, and strange holes-in-the-wall reflect this, from Spanish bodegas to Korean groceries to Russian and Chinese tea houses to Irish pubs and “American” burger joints and sports bars. Food carts sometimes seem to line the streets, a dizzying array of cuisines available in a mere instant, the results often more comforting than the fare at any stuffy sit-down. And whilst the warm summer sun is yet months away, the heart of my borough still throbs with life, even in the dead of winter. So with a taste of that summer yet to come, here’s some more (US) morning mellow.

#MorningMellow

Rufus Grimes - Brooklyn Falafel
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