Saturday night we were hosting a small dinner party, and in a rush to find fresh mozzarella, we stopped into Carroll Gardens D’Amico Foods, the site on which a battle of the beans is currently being fought.
As we reported last week, the Carrol Garden institution, which opened in 1948, grinds and brews its coffee on-site in the front of the store, as it’s been doing for over 60 years. But after some local resident called 311 and complained about the smell, the DEP made a surprise visit and told the shop that it may have to close down its operation, due to a lack of an afterburner.
After seeing the infamous sign in the window, we went in and talked to owner Frank D’Amico Jr.‘s wife, Joan D’Amico about the current situation.
For those who don’t venture out in Brooklyn often, how can we describe the new transplants of Carroll Gardens? In terms of life-stages, they are halfway between the eternal hipster youth of Williamsburg and the chronic “Why can’t we bring baby strollers into bars?” Yuppiedom of Park Slope.
If Carroll Gardens was a fictional character, it would be Wendy from Peter Pan at the end of the book, when Peter flies through the window and finds that somewhere between the little girl he loved and the old crone whose daughter he wants to bang, there’s this sad young woman, reading a book and complaining about the smell of roasting coffee.
Wendy was sort of a horrible person (aristocratic snob that she was), and so too are the people of Carroll Gardens, as we’ve discovered.