Sycamore Featured by Brooklyn Based

Sycamore: (pictured above) Beautiful backyard, plus come on, it’s a bar, with live music in a flower shop. What’s not to love? 1118 Cortelyou Road, 347-240-5850 Read the article

Sycamore: (pictured above) Beautiful backyard, plus come on, it’s a bar, with live music in a flower shop. What’s not to love? 1118 Cortelyou Road, 347-240-5850 Read the article
“AM New York” featured Ditmas Park, and they included a sweet write-up of Sycamore on page 22.
A staircase near the back of the bar takes curious drinkers down to an intimate, candlelit space with weather-beaten benches and beautiful wooden beams that give the room a saunalike feel without, thankfully, the temperatures to match.
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The crowd here is a good, ol’ Kensington mix of aging and youthful hipsters alike, as well as Russian and Latino immigrants, and local stroller-parking parents grabbing beers at the garden tables in the good weather.
Sycamore—a flower shop by day and den of drink by night—is a calm, commodious entrant on the island of excursionist merriment (for locals) that is Cortelyou Road. This highly, yet agreeably stylized outpost bar in Ditmas Park humbly rests between dingy ads and people you don’t want staring at you.
Brooklyn’s three-month-old Sycamore is a flower shop by day, a bar by night—so it’s only natural that it offers the city’s first beer-and-a-bouquet deal. For $10, you get a pint of the night’s special draft, usually a Goose Island Honkers ale or a Genesee Cream Ale, and a tidy bunch of whatever’s freshest: anemones, freesia, and ranunculus, and sprigs of heather, thistle, or rosemary. It’s the best-smelling bar you’ve ever been to.
The New Green Cafes: Florists and garden shops across the country are becoming neighborhood hangouts that serve single-origin coffees, microbrews, small-batch bourbons, homemade pies and even full-fledged, local-minded meals.
Shows at Sycamore take place in a separate area, affectionately called the “whiskey cellar” with a stage and none of the noise from the bar. Jessica, the venue’s show booker, told us, “We’re starting slowly, to be sure everything is done right. The goal is about 3 to 4 shows a week, and in general, to feature one artist/evening [which they can] do whatever they want with—- this could mean longer, relaxed sets, trying out new material, inviting ‘special guests,’ tap-dancing, juggling…”
Great nights bloom at this nature-inspired bar/flower shop—from the people that brought us The Farm on Adderly and Pomme de Terre.
The Sycamore is cozy and earth-toned, boasting a handsome, heavily whiskey-stocked bar (the “Whiskey of the Day,” when I was there last, was some very serious-sounding 1792 cask-aged shit) and a surprisingly spacious backyard seating area. The basement feels like the wine cellar of some French country cottage—wooden plank steps, white painted brick walls, low ceilings, votive candles everywhere, a faded rug, vases of flowers in the corner behind the stage.
The owners of the Farm on Adderley named their florist-and-bourbon bar hybrid after the sycamore trees in Ditmas Park. Sounds nice and relaxing, right? Kind of like a nice glass of the strong stuff. The flower shop in front gives way to a rich wood interior and a lush garden (with a real tree!) out back. Flowers, drinks, nuzzling by the fire — a novel setup for the classic triple-threat date.
If boozing at Sycamore transforms us into Rudolph the Red-Nosed Wino sporting burst schnoz capillaries, we’ll hold no grudge against the irresistible flower shop–tavern hybrid. Countless nights, we’ve stumbled from barstools to the serene backyard, sipping bourbons and microbrews until long past the witching hour. We should know better.
Run by the owners of the nearby locavore-leaning Farm on Adderley, this is probably the only drinking venue in the city with a flower shop inside. Stop to smell the roses, then choose from among the several hard-to-find craft brews on tap.