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It’s funny how your neighborhood becomes the lens through which you see the New York restaurant scene. When it’s twelve degrees outside and wind is slapping your face like Joan Crawford in “Mommy Dearest,” are you really going to trek to the Upper East Side from Brooklyn to check out a new two-star bistro? Or…

Every neighborhood needs a Rucola. We’re very lucky here in Boerum Hill because our Rucola is Rucola.