the one they come back for —
Brooklyn’s
Oxtail
Home.
Slow-braised until the meat slides off the bone. Butter beans pillowed in the gravy. The dish people drive across boroughs for — and the dish that put us on Flatbush.
“The oxtail is everything I needed it to be. Fall-off-the-bone, gravy you want to drink, butter beans done right. Three blocks from the train and worth every step.”
