It was already quite busy with other Sunday brunchers.
We both started with the roasted beet salad. A pile of golden beets scattered the plate, along with wilted radicchio, candied pecans, and a generous blob of goat cheese. The beets were sweet and tender, the radicchio leaves were sharp and bitter, the pecans added a delicious crunch, and the goat cheese was salty and a great accompaniment to the vegetables.
In the two hours that we sat chatting, the snow had piled up so I scurried back to Penn Station and hopped on a train home. I figured I'd share a crummy mobile selfie because D and I were losers who didn't take any photos together and I want to share my burgundy hat! I love it. It's a super thick felt that keeps my head warm but still looks stylish and it kept the snow off of my crown.
Anyway, I definitely recommend DBGB. Make reservations because it gets crazy busy and I don't imagine that walk-ins get tables v. easily. And if you go, get the Frenchie. You will love it.