Half-Week Hooch: Lulu’s (Greenpoint, Brookyln)

Lulu's Greenpoint

[Source: Lulu’s]

My love for Lulu’s all boils down to one simple thing: free pizza. Much like my love for Pizza Pub, which sustained me through six weeks of NYU’s Summer Publishing program and the hyper-competitive/severely naive new graduates I had to deal with on a daily basis, my feelings for Lulu’s all come down to gratis grub. Order any drink for $4 or more and you’ll get a ticket for a free personal pie (your very own!), which you take to the oven in the back and hand to the dude slinging pizza. Wait for the bell to ring, collect pizza, and presumably repeat if needed (since I’ve been offered multiple tickets over the course of a visit). Want toppings? Put down a dollar more. Want anything else? Too bad. You came here for pizza.

Lulu's pizza

Source: Dominic Moresi

But I also feel drawn, moth-like, to Lulu’s because it’s comfortable—not in a Rosemary’s, “y’all are my family” sort of way, but because nothing is expected of you, and you in turn expect nothing of Lulu’s. It’s just dark enough inside where no one can see your distinct features and you definitely can’t see theirs. There’s Big Buck Hunter, but judging from the screams of rage and defiance that disturbed Leanne and me watching the Oscars, no one’s particularly good at it. The bartender may become your best friend and pour you rounds on a raucous Friday night, or you may think she hates you on a Sunday before realizing she’s secretly on your side as she turns the volume on the Oscars up. You may look around the bar and find that the grungiest among the crowd actually really love a good awards show. Almost as much as they love free pizza. Which is, after all, why you’re here. You’re here for cheap booze and free pizza, and that’s a beautiful thing.

113 Franklin St., Brooklyn


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