Venerable Prospect Heights watering hole Freddy's spent an impressive eighty years at its old digs on Dean Street, serving at times as a sort of policeman's lounge for a good chunk of it, until their well-publicized battle with Bruce Ratner, imminent domain, and the hulking mass of the Barclays Center. The original location is now something of an odd memorial, an unintentional absurdist...
This atmospheric drink-pit is the last thing you'd expected to find in the toney south slope, but that just makes it even more valuable for those of us who need to touch the earth every now and then.
Freddy’s dead no more! Phoenix-like rise from Bruce Ratner’s ashes for beloved Prospect Heights dive. Downhill slide to the south Slope, but 2.0 is cleaner and nattier all around. Original booths, tables, and Prohibition-era bar all made the trip, as did the “Chains of Justice.” Video art by co-owner Donald O’Finn carries over, augmented by new frog tank, chandeliers, old-timey wallpaper. Labor...
One of the borough's most beloved dives reigns supremely kooky in Prospect Heights.:
In Short
Maybe it's the inspired interior, the mounted screaming squirrel and marlin, the in-house 'zine, the multimedia jam sessions, lack of a cover charge, art installations and...