This week, Jim McDuffee, Head Chef @ Joseph Leonard, or The White Guy On His Block With a Huge Black Dog, or one of Elijah Craig‘s Uncles, weighs in on his neighborhood haunt, Peaches. These guys have a few spots in BK and just opened up a newcomer, Peaches Hothouse. They dig their southern fare so I’ll def be stopping in with eyebrows arched in suspicion, or my “You think you can do southern right???” Look. Jim is a devoted member of Team Swine but we’ve all been out of practice since we’re all grown-ups these days. Aw, fuck it, y’all, let’s go ride some bulls (I’ll just be the photog–Doctor’s orders. I fucked up my back something awful), drank some bourbon & rip up some pig !!!

Peaches

• Website:  peachesbrooklyn.com
• Address: 393 Lewis Avenue, (between Mac Donough St & Decatur St) BK, NY 11233 (Bed-Stuyyyyyy)
• Notes: I’d give them more for “Ambiance” but they really play way too much Sade for me. I’m not trying to cry on my ribs.
• Hours: Lunch & Brunch 11am, Dinner closed @ 10pm

From Skim: Someone else please tell me they remember this song, Peaches by The Presidents Of The United States Of America…I played it last week for my ode to the 90’s which ended up being inappropriate to everyone else after it got a little too serious for their tastes. So what if I played Crash Test Dummies. What, don’t act like none of y’all didn’t love this song and how eerily deep the lead singer’s voice was. I also played Linger and Nothing Compares to U. So. (I’m at Lucky Strike every Wednesday night. I’ll embarrass you every time. Come!)