Rosemary's Greenpoint Tavern*
188 Bedford Ave.
Rosemary’s was my first introduction to hipsters- people who pay good money to look poor. People who slit their shirts “Like A Virgin”-style and wear fedoras tipped over one eye. People who “play” themselves in this movie called life. If you are a hipster, want to be one, or better yet, mock them, than Rosemary’s Greenpoint Tavern is the premiere venue to ogle these enigmatic creatures in their dive bar element.
Make your way to the back where the jukebox contains a mix of favorites and obscurities. My recommendation, tried and true, is to choose the most offensive song offered- in Rosemary’s case, Celine Dion’s “My Heart Will Go On”- drop in your quarters, make your selection, and quietly head to the bar where you can down cheap beer in a 32 ounce Styrofoam cup. Watch as a wave of utter astonishment washes over the crowd and giggle as someone tries to hijack the jukebox and select The Pixies.
Rosemary’s Greenpoint Tavern is not just about the people, the jukebox, or the beer. It’s all those things combined, to create the perfect backdrop for life's mockumentary.
*Sadly, Rosemary’s has gotten rid of the awesome jukebox selections. But the Styrofoam cups remain.