A Sea Grows in Brooklyn

April 16, 2009 7:06 pm

On a rainy Friday night, most people stay in or head to the movies. Not me. In search of adventure, I was on the L train heading to Williamsburg. While the extent of my Williamsburg restaurant experiences has been limited to Peter Lugers with my father years ago, I was keen to expand my horizons. The crowds of people outside Sea gave me an indication of the meandering lines encircling the hostess' desk inside. While I would have liked to take in the beauty of the Buddha statue and tranquil reflecting pool, I was busy poking elbows with fellow prospective dinner patrons. Once I finally made it to the front of the line, I was given number 278! That was approximately an hour's wait—I passed the time watching the ticker tape board with the numbers flashed. Disillusioned, Dr. Dinner and I decided to explore the neighborhood. We passed many restaurants and bars, all not nearly as packed as Sea. We passed rows of half-finished construction, boutiques with lampshade-looking dresses, and abandoned industrial spaces. Having been drizzled on and lacking any emergency hair products I was shameless to face the crowd with my frizzy doo.

Back to the disco balls and trance music we had a round of drinks at the bar. Armed with a menu we plotted our selections from the lengthy affordable menu. Our choices were confirmed with a dialogue on specialties with the maitre d'. His kind and helpful demeanor was a contrast to the rude bartender. The swing was taken so we took a seat at one of the lounge stools. One bad butt ache later, we were guided to our table. And what a table it was. If there was nosebleed section, we were in it. Our table was all the way in the back corner, basically no man's land. It turned out to be a blessing in disguise because once Dr. Dinner ordered our food, we were able to laugh and joke all by our lonesome. Not only did Dr. Dinner win every consecutive game of Thumb war, but he also picked the winning dish for the evening. The Sea BBQ appetizer, a medley of marinated shrimp, squid and scallops with chili-lime sauce, was so good we ordered two. For that, he even deserved the last bite of juicy pineapple left on my plate. The Pad Thai was a mixture of chicken strips, grilled shrimp and clear rice noodles garnished with peanuts and bean sprouts. Greasy but satisfying. The Sea Chicken Breast grilled and served with the three-flavor sauce and sauteed vegetables was our second favorite as the sauce made the dish. The Patpong Green Curry had a nice true green chili punch to it so I felt obliged to eat the very last piece of shrimp as I didn't want it to go to waste.

A distance from the DJ and clubby crowd, we sampled our spread of Thai fare and yelled across the table to make conversation. We rounded up with a chocolate molten cake and pistachio ice cream so sweet that it almost made up for the lack of sweet nothings whispered into my ear.

Sea Thai Restaurant and Bistro
114 North 6th Street
Brooklyn, New York
(718) 384-8850

Divya Gugnani

� Written by Divya Gugnani

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