A former dry‑cleaners (the sign is original, with the C in Cleaners worn out) turned vintage emporium, Grand Leaners feels like rummaging through a traveller’s memory box. The kooky, nostalgic space holds an eclectic mix: 80s ski jackets draped on an original rotating rack (if you ask the owner nicely, he’ll turn it on for you), art objects, funky home goods, and handmade pieces from local vendors.   

The room is golden, the music easy, and the food downright joyful. Guatemalan roots run deep here: sweet plantains, pulled pork and creamy scrambled egg carnitas bowls and rum cocktails that go down a little too fast. Williamsburg has plenty of brunch spots, but Claudia’s has real soul.

Warm, rustic, with low wooden ceilings reminiscent of a ship’s interior, Ore Bar is an excellent spot for a relaxed, solid pre-dinner cocktail, tucked into one of their booths. Things can get lively later into the night on Fridays and Saturdays with live DJs. On Sundays, the mood gets cosy – they serve ramen.   

This cosy, mystical boutique marries a beguiling mix of ’80s and ’90s apparel (the jackets and dresses have a slightly more tailored, glam feel at times – like shearlings and a slew of floor-length garments) with curios like crystals, incense, and tarot decks. A cheeky marriage of fashion and ritual.