Piquant, meaning pleasantly stimulating or interesting and provocative, makes me wish I still lived in Brooklyn. My mom, aunts and I visited this Park Slope restaurant yesterday to celebrate my aunt Kosi’s birthday. It’s a nice space with pretty decor, but the garden seating outside was just beautiful. The pre-fix menu (which of course included mimosas) left something to be desired, for me at least being that I’m not a fan of eggs but the regular menu made up for that. I had the crab cake AND the tuna sliders (they’re the perfect size if your looking for a light meal), and they were both delicious. A few spoonfuls of the corn chowder my mom ordered were awesome as well, though a tiny bit spicy.