so after making our way to ft greene and then realizing that the flea market moved to our hood on the water, we backed tracked back to our hood. it was much smaller then the ft greene space but holy cow was there a shit ton more food vendors, if mama was hungry that sure would have been the place to eat. saw some good junk but ended up buying nothing. ended that adventure with a nice bowl of french onion soup from Fada, our staple for best bowl of french onion soup we have yet to come across.
adventure partner shomeini!