A tea salon by Prospect Park that celebrates the best parts of the tea experience—the cozy, intimate, delicious, and dainty aspects, with attention to detail and ambience that transport you to another place and time—minus the pretention or fuss.
Mother of Junk is a Williamsburg institution. Let's not glorify it, though. It's not too far from a hoarder's den—the vintage china section is the most orderly part (and for that I am very grateful)! You come to Mother of Junk for the hunt—the hunt for treasures. Sometimes you walk away with a basket full of china (that you then wrap yourself if you want it to safely get back to your apartment); Other occasions...you come up short.
