If you have yet to notice the behemoth of a restaurant at Forrest Triangle on Flushing Avenue, there’s a chance you need to readjust the prescription on your Warby Parkers. The sprawling bar/eatery has replaced the former Flushing Farms, which was really just really a rando artist who had a garden, foisting its decidedly Williamsburg aesthetic onto the ever-changing (read: ever-increasing white influx) neighborhood. And from the looks of it, Forrest Point is undoubtedly going to bill itself as being in the jurisdiction of an “East Williamsburg” location rather than taint its vibe with the word “Bushwick.”
The owner of Forrest Point, Ricky Twoworlds, explained to The Burning Bush, “I was living in Williamsburg around the time it was still ‘Bushwick.’ No corporate establishments, no bourgeois bars–when it was still considered divey. Then everything started changing and I decided to move to Bushwick. But no matter how hard I tried to like it more than Old Williamsburgh, I just couldn’t. So I had to bring that element that I used to love about the Bedford territory here.”
And indeed, Twoworlds has done just that. By combining what Williamsburg is now with what Bushwick is inevitably turning into (that is to say, Williamsburg), he’s tapped into an unequivocal goldmine. With lavish fare like eggplant sandwiches and fried zucchini pancakes, Bushwickians are about to get a hefty helping of the Williamsburg life–and they’re likely to keep wanting more.
One patron, Selena Scenester, an 18-year-old who just moved to Bushwick from Istanbul, told The Burning Bush, “The atmosphere here is so magical. I feel like I’m in A Midsummer Night’s Sex Comedy. I also highly recommend their cocktail, ‘Bushwick.'” An aptly named elixir (that surprisingly doesn’t contain hints of semen and sewage), proving, once again, that Bushwick tends to prefer to keep it basic under the guise of championing the eccentric.
Written by Genna Rivieccio, a basic under the guise of being eccentric