Pregnancy makes me cranky, so I regret that I was not in the best mood when Matt P. introduced Pat and me to Walter Foods, in Williamsburg. But it was nonetheless very likable.
There was a wait for a table, but the boys were pleased with their cocktails (and I with my ginger beer) at the bar. I got fried chicken as an entree, and it was great. It came with mashed potatoes and a spicy honey dip. I polished it off.
One downside to visiting this part of town in winter: the subway stop is outside! Elevated! In the cold wind! Brrrrrr.
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