Spotted: truffle butter.
Go for the rooftop, stay for the subtle EDM playlist and the scallop truffle polenta situation. The vibe at Juliette in Williamsburg was funky in a French meets tropical tiki way (picture Buddha in St. Tropez), and I dig it. The service is friendly but spotty, with entrees arriving way behind appetizers, but the menu has a nice selection with a fair price tag.
Image via: Girl Meets Brooklyn
The seafood stew wasn’t pretty, but it had a nice medley of shrimp, scallop, clams, mussels, and grilled sourdough bread in some kind of zesty tomato broth. The vegetable tagine (you can get the animal version with merguez, chicken and lamb shoulder too) was good but not a game-changer. The couscous was spot-on, but the veggies looked a bit sad just sitting in the broth. Inhaled it nonetheless. What are leftovers? IDK.
Seared scallops with truffle butter (Miley) were the move. You need them. Bikini season is over anyway (kinda sorda not really). The drinks were strong as balls but still relatively drinkable and slightly innovative, yet could use a little revamp.
Word on the street: brunch gets rowdy.
Also, the sunset.