Little Mountain is the Bunny Slope of Brooklyn Bars

By Sarah Zorn

Good things come in small packages at Little Mountain—i.e., the most diminutive bar in Brooklyn.

Topping out at all of 270-square feet (including the bathroom), the petite lounge is the (very) little sibling to Union Street’s Black Mountain Wine House. And though it shares the same eclectic design sensibility—adorned with a scavenged farmhouse/ski chalet menagerie of space heaters, old bottles, hand saws and bear’s heads—it devotes its precious real estate to cocktails instead of vino, poured for up to 18 patrons at a time.

Making judicious use of the space behind the bar, two taps are used to inform a range of drinks. Originally stocked with bases of applejack and cynar and campari and sweet vermouth, they’ve already been switched out to accommodate the steadily warming weather, now dispensing hibiscus spritzer (spiked with vodka or gin) and housemade alcoholic ginger beer, either served tall or with rum, for a Dark & Stormy.

Nine-odd other concoctions complete the concise set list (think mint juleps, mojitos and margaritas, as well as an Old Pal and a Pink Lady, tinged with grenadine and topped with egg whites) and eventually, there’ll even be a food menu too, featuring charcuterie platters, paninis and handcrafted little smokies; a lot more than most of us are willing to produce in our equally puny apartments.