Harefield Road

769 Metropolitan Ave
Brooklyn, NY 11226
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Rating: ★ ★ ★ ★ Great
Cards: Cash Only
Hours: Mon-Fri, noon-4am; Sat-Sun, 11am-4am
Brunch: Sat & Sun
Subway: L to Graham Ave.
Food/Menu: Click Here
Booze: Full bar
Happy Hour: Mon-Fri 4pm-8pm: $3 well and select drafts
NY Mag says:

No zombie nights, no Jim Beam slushies, no castoff furniture from a grounded plane. Screw all that East Williamsburg gimmickry! This cavernous haunt has respectability on its mind. Indeed, proprietor Sean O’Rourke—who also co-runs Pencil Factory in Greenpoint, a veritable doppelgänger—stakes this spinoff bar’s reputation on the microbrews and the craft ales. That means you’ll be glugging Smuttynose IPA, Blue Point Oatmeal Stout, or Sixpoint Righteous Rye (not Red Stripe or Milwaukee’s Best) on the dark, glossy wood seating or even nicer, the smoke-filled patio. Show up on the weekends for that ultimate rite of passage into domesticated adulthood: brunch. Though it’s unnerving to see this space illuminated by daylight, the weekend offerings of gourmet breakfasts, coffee, and light alcohol are a great way to counteract your hangover from last night’s beer binge.

The Village Voice says:

Let’s face it: Williamsburg folks deserve even more options when it comes to places to drink. Luckily, Sean O’Rourke and friends have rushed to their rescue, opening a cozy pub just off the Graham Avenue stop. Being an Englishman of Irish descent, O’Rourke knows a thing or two about adaptability and clearly understands the importance of a warm, inviting drinking atmosphere. Like the Pencil Factory in Greenpoint (which O’Rourke co-owns), almost every inch of Harefield Road is covered with wood, and the large, cavernous space is mostly lit by votive candles and dimmed sconces. It’s the kind of place where bookish-looking thirtysomethings squint at the large chalkboard behind the bar, inquire about unusual beers like Radeberger ($5), and are offered a taste before purchasing. Bearded me–many resembling some of Christ’s disciples–sip glasses of wine (Pepperwood Cabernet, $7) or single-malt Scotch (Bowmore, $7) and discuss nothing much at all, yet nod earnestly. The bartenders make sure the music level is conducive to conversation, and know they can’t lose when playing the likes of Neil Young, Bowie, and Radiohead. Is this aging-hipster heaven? That’s one way of looking at it.