In the early ’80s, Grand Prospect Hall’s Alice and Michael Halkias nabbed a place in TV-commercial history books with the endearingly sincere “We make your dreams come true!” tagline advertising their chandelier-ornamented wedding venue. Three decades later, the husband-and-wife duo is making a bid to fulfill its promise, revitalizing not the hall but its adjacent courtyard as a 500-reveler, booze-soaked shrine to both its Bavarian past and Brooklyn present, celebrating Kings County’s quirky, stay-weird nature as much as its homegrown beer culture.
ORDER THIS: German and hyperlocal suds (pints $7, liters $12) are pulled through 24 rotating draft lines that recently included a boisterous, hops-heavy Junior IPA from Radiant Pig and a bright, floral American-style pilsner from Brooklyn’s War Flag. International beer nerds can geek out over regional pours like Cologne’s bready, cold-lagered Reissdorf Kölsch and the coffee-hued Krombacher Dark, a malty schwarzbier brewed in the northwestern Aschaffenburg district. The menu lists each brew’s origin and style, but servers happily rattle off their own recommendations.
GOOD FOR: Celebrating Oktoberfest all year long. (There’s an indoor area for when the cold temperatures hit). There’s no shortage of grab-bag amusements here, with live accordion players, beer-themed oil paintings, a grinning yard gnome plopped atop the bar and Chinese terra-cotta army statues guarding a mini Japanese Zen garden. But for all the head-turning conversation pieces, the space touts well-appointed landscaping and ample space for good-time guzzling—neon bulbs illuminate a bubbling fountain flanked by wrought-iron patio tables, while hanging greenery canvasses the walkway to wooden benches beside a rock-lined waterfall.
THE CLINCHER: Though the space is awash in globe-trotting kitsch, the Halkiases know better than to tinker with classic biergarten bites. Hearty, central-European staples are presented in their tried-and-true modes, from golden-crusted Wiener schnitzels ($17) to cheese and potato pierogi ($8). Somewhere between the tumbling waterfall splish-splash, rickety accordion keys and sizzle of sausage, there’s the sound of dreams indeed coming true.