Quick Bites: Everything I Ate on the North Fork in June

When Justin and I moved out to the North Fork in October of 2024, he kept calling it “year zero,” meaning that first year was really just about getting our bearings. And boy, was he right. For starters, we had just purchased a home and were heading into the slowest part of the year for both our business and the North Fork in general. We were broke and clueless.

But this year, heading into our second summer here (or year one, by Justin’s count), I feel like I finally have a decent handle on the area’s restaurants and farm stands. I’m not necessarily an expert yet, but maybe nearing “authority” status? “Enthusiast,” perhaps? I’m certainly someone who can make a solid recommendation while still eagerly hunting for recs myself, if that makes any sense.