My review of Brooklyn Pizza. Over all. Eh. Not sure. DS wanted Marcos. I said. Let's try Brooklyn. I didn't want pizza my self so off we went. Very crowded. But waited on fairly quickly. I asked what the eggplant pasta dish was, cashier shrugged and said she had no idea. As I stared at her blankly, she finally asked someone else who didn't know, but then said she would go ask. Came back and said. It's sauce and cheese. Humm. I said is it fried like eggplant Parmesan or baked or. What kind of pasta. She said. Well we have an oven. So I'm sure it's baked. Would you like it? Um no thanks. See below.