After stopping by Brooklyn Cafe for lunch today, I felt compelled to write again. I ordered the smoked trout sandwich to go. The place was packed, but the servers were calm and friendly. I watched as one of the prep chefs made my sandwich---I don't think I've ever seen such care go into a sandwich (sorry, Mom!): first came a layer of what tasted like goat cheese (though I think it had a fancier name on the menu), then she sprinkled it with three different types of spices. Next came the smoked trout, followed by a layer of fresh cucumber slices, some carefully-lain caperberries, followed by a mountain of greens, mint, more spices and olive oil, and capped with great bread. She was making two of these sandwiches simultaneously, and put so much time and attention into each one. I couldn't imagine her doing this over and over all day with the same care, but I was towards the end of the lunch rush, so clearly she does. They wrap it for you in wax paper, old-school style. It felt like a gift.
This place is highly underrated, and consistently so (my last review here was from over a year ago).