You know in the movies when a car passes someone standing on the street and splashes the dirt and grime that builds up in puddles on the shoulder all over the poor fool caught waiting outside in a rainstorm? If you’ve seen it happen in the movies, have you witnessed it in real life- or even better- have you ever been that sorry sap drenched on the street?
I sure have.
It must bring some sort of bizarre good luck, like a bird pooping on your head, because who does that sort of thing really happen to? Me. Lucky me.
Back in February, I was caught in a hailstorm and new to the “streets,” when a car passed by and unexpectedly forced me to ice a knee injury that I had been ignoring for far too long. Thank you, universe. Soaking wet, I continued on my journey to the G train. Next stop, Brooklyn. This night ended with my very first bull-riding experience, and I received the honor of the keys to a bar after helping one of its tenders make snowballs. I’m getting off track. The point is, the beginning might have been hardcore crazy, the ending even crazier, but the middle of the night, now that was Supercore.
I’ve been talking about this Supercore salmon for months. Finally, I returned to that gem of a cafe on Bedford Ave in Brooklyn. The weather has since warmed up, and the patio area is now open. As if this place had any room for improvement, stepping through that back door onto a wooden patio flanked with strung lights and candles on a warm night transports you straight to vacation mode. A vacation with dogs peaking their excited little heads through holes in the wooden fence. I should mention next door is a fantastic bar called Lucky Dog. A dog friendly bar. My kind of bar. A bar situated right next to my kind of salmon. I have actually met Lucky, the dog, in person. The owner has two dogs. I couldn’t tell you the other dog’s name, but I refer to him as Shadow. He’s a black dog so it fits, especially since he is living in Lucky’s shadow. If I ever open my own dog friendly joint, I will name it “Shadow of Sam” because that beautiful unknown dog, Shadow, deserves his fake name immortalized somewhere. It’s only fair. If you’re ever hungover and find yourself in the Bedford Ave neighborhood, drop in to Lucky Dog for a Bloody Mary. It comes with pickled Okra, and a hair of the dog.
Then go next door for some Supercore salmon.
Supercore is a Japanese café that is incredibly affordable and even more incredibly delicious. Their Miso Salmon- their miso salmon- their miso salmon made me want to change my last name. I’d put a ring on it. Actually, I’d rather change my first name to Miso… or make it a prefix: Miso Stephanie. “I am so Stephanie,” I would respond.
The atmosphere of Supercore is casual, the Japanese tapas are easily shared, and the drinks are heavenly. Try a carafe of Sake Mimosa or their Sake Mojito. Post lunch or dinner, try one of their Matcha Lattes.
This place makes me happy in the truest sense. Because after all happiness is, according to Miso James Altucher,
“Happiness. We never learn [through formal education] how it’s a combination of the food we eat, our health, our ability to have sound emotional relationships, our ability to find something bigger than ourselves and our egos to give up our spiritual virginity to.”
Happiness is Supercore. Locations in Brooklyn and Tokyo.
305 Bedford Avenue, Brooklyn, NY 11211