The Williamsburg scene seems to offer an endless supply of charming restaurants, and Le Barricou, from the same owners as Maison Premiere, is no different.
While waiting for Thanan, I chatted with a fellow Hitchhiker of the Galaxy fan at the bar. He talked to me about the Hitchhiker BBC series, the movie, and even the RPG computer game while I enviously eyed his gooey eggs benedict. Then Thanan tapped me on the shoulder and informed me he was ready to eat.
We were given a complimentary basket with a croissant and pain au chocolat. Though the items tasted more like cold, chewy rolls than typical flaky, buttery croissants, I still them ate them cheerfully as free pain au chocolat does not come by very often.
I really only invited Thanan to brunch so that he could help me eat these pancakes I had espied online, since he generally will let me order anything and then proceed to help me eat everything.
There is no eloquent way to put this:
The pancakes were freakishly large and fluffy.
The texture is a bit different than the usual flapjacks one would find at a regular diner, or even the perfection found at Clinton St. Baking Co. The soft, pillowy interior is encased in a slightly crispy, almost fried shell reminiscent of Dough's doughnuts. I am not even sure how they cook this through, or how the pancakes are so remarkably fat and thick, but the strawberry butter sinks into each bite perfectly.
As much as I enjoyed this, a few bites were all I really needed, though I could probably do more damage if I had only ordered these pancakes (and a plate of bacon, which is essential for a true, complete breakfast).
However, we had more to eat!
Thanan ordered the fanciest item available that day - the special lobster omelet served with home fries and stripes of funky greenbeans.
He seemed to like it okay, but he did not finish it.
I ordered the flat apple, bacon and gruyere cheese omelet.
After, Thanan and I burned some time downing some of The Chocolate Room's dark, spicy hot chocolate.
I ordered mine with a homemade marshmallow that slowly melted into the deep cocoa abyss.
I don't find myself wanting a second visit to Le Barricou, unless to answer a critical pancake craving, but I remain strangely addicted to breathing in The Chocolate Room's sweet air.
The Chocolate Room
269 Court St