BARS • First Round
For all of its charms, Brooklyn Heights is light on the kind of casually chic places you can drop in for a drink that maybe turns into dinner. Jules is helping to fix that.
The shiny, new bar-slash-pizzeria is as relaxed as it is polished, and arrived this fall feeling like it’s been there forever. Get there close to its 5p opening, and it’ll seem like you can sip well-priced pours around the gleaming marble bar all night, inviting as it is. A couple of hours later, as the adjacent dining room fills up and stools get harder to come by, the stated wait will be around 30 minutes.
To be fair, those crowds aren’t only there for the wine, the wonderfully cold martinis, or even the seemingly carefree, elegant vibe. Jules also has — with apologies to the folks lining up at the guidebook locales down the hill in Dumbo — the best pizza to be found from the Washington Street photo op all the way south to Lucali. Strikingly crisp, it arrives copiously topped with the likes of fragrant fennel sausage, dainty oyster mushrooms, and/or earthy Umbrian black truffles (the latter at an additional $40 per ounce).
Cancel your post-drink dinner plans. You’re staying for dinner. –Amber Sutherland-Namako
→ Jules (Brooklyn Heights) • 50 Henry St • Sun 5p-9p, Mon-Th 5p-10p, Fri-Sat 5p-11p • walk-ins only. Photo by Chelsea Palatucci.