There’s a lot to love and hate about Park Slope. An illustrative example: there’s the Tea Lounge, but there’s also Café Regular. Either PS Tea Lounge is a hateful and ratty hole. The baristas are mean in a mean way and the coffee is mean too (I stopped going there the second time they steamed old coffee back to life and served it to me.) At Regular, Martin is mean, but in a good way (once, when asked by a “Slope” dad if the cigarettes in the packs are for sale, I heard him answer menacingly, “nah, I give them away… to children,” as he looked down at the boy.)
Full disclosure: I live in Park Slope. I am a member of the Food Co-op. My wife is pregnant. In fact, she took this picture outside of the park slope YMCA while attending a prenatal yoga class. Check out all those strollers!