Bowery to Williamsburg also has 'New York funk' stamped all over it, from its cool little hiding-place address off the Paris end of Flinders Lane to its railway blackboard menus. You've got to admire a place that has tabasco sauce on its tables as a staple condiment.
The menu is all-Yankee. Bagels, pretzels, pickles. I was suckered in by the hotcake special: a couple of pancakes with caramel sauce and coffee cream. My dining companions resisted such base temptations and went for the sandwiches. I feel they made the wiser choice, although the child in me was jumping up and down in excitement at being fed so much sugar at lunchtime. Their choices were a little more interesting: a salmon-slathered bagel, corn cakes and pastrami on rye.
The meals make for a filling lunch. One companion went in for the ' side' offer and had way too much to handle with mac cheese and a pickle accompanying his sandwich. The coffee also gets a thumbs up; something that is not always guaranteed, even in the CBD.
Bowery to Williamsburg is a perfectly suitable little spot for anyone looking for something different in the CBD. As far as Melbourne's food scene goes, though, I can't help but feel that we've been flooded with US-style food places, and I for one am waiting for the tide to recede enough to see which places actually offer interesting food (macaroni cheese as a side - seriously, guys. Stop it.). While the fad lasts, Bowery to Williamsburg at least provides CBD diners with something more than meatballs.