In times of woe, comfort is paramount.
And in case you haven't noticed, these are times of woe.
So allow us, then, to offer a little help in your brave, dignified quest for a spot of comfort—at least in the food department. The Clerkenwell, a cozy LES gastropub, opens to the public Sunday after a small friends-of-the-owner party tomorrow night.
Perfectly situated on a run of Clinton Street that we'll call International Comfort Food Alley (Italian: Falai; Irish: Donnybrook; American: Fat Hippo; Southern: Clinton St. Baking Company), the Clerk is an antique-looking LES version of British gastropub king the Spotted Pig, just without Mangalitsas, gnudi or Jay-Z.
Meaning you'll want to walk into the small, dimly lit, reclaimed-wood-and-tin-ceilinged space when you need a strong pint (Leffe's on tap) and a stronger IPA Ale And Beef Pie before attacking some of the LES' less comforting haunts. Or better yet, a few late-night bar bites (they're serving small plates till 4) and a Guinness nightcap to wind things down.
The menu is chock full of these well-executed classics (Yorkshire Toad In The Hole, Smoked Haddock)—nothing that you'll have to work too hard to wrap your head around.
You know, just comfortable.
And in case you haven't noticed, these are times of woe.
So allow us, then, to offer a little help in your brave, dignified quest for a spot of comfort—at least in the food department. The Clerkenwell, a cozy LES gastropub, opens to the public Sunday after a small friends-of-the-owner party tomorrow night.
Perfectly situated on a run of Clinton Street that we'll call International Comfort Food Alley (Italian: Falai; Irish: Donnybrook; American: Fat Hippo; Southern: Clinton St. Baking Company), the Clerk is an antique-looking LES version of British gastropub king the Spotted Pig, just without Mangalitsas, gnudi or Jay-Z.
Meaning you'll want to walk into the small, dimly lit, reclaimed-wood-and-tin-ceilinged space when you need a strong pint (Leffe's on tap) and a stronger IPA Ale And Beef Pie before attacking some of the LES' less comforting haunts. Or better yet, a few late-night bar bites (they're serving small plates till 4) and a Guinness nightcap to wind things down.
The menu is chock full of these well-executed classics (Yorkshire Toad In The Hole, Smoked Haddock)—nothing that you'll have to work too hard to wrap your head around.
You know, just comfortable.