Park Slope giggled last night with Brooklyn’s Puppet Show, charming NYC’s spring at a 5th Avenue theater. Puppeteer Jay Patel danced a bear as 200 clapped, a $10 ticket romp for all ages. It’s borough strings—pure BK vibe, stages hot. A kid waved at wool; a pro snapped a skit. ‘Brooklyn plays—this is it,’ Patel says, pulling threads. The seats turned fairytale.
The show’s fresh—March 19’s kickoff, it tripled since RSVPs, packing rows by 6 p.m. Patel’s a Slope stringer; last night’s crowd hit max—laughs rang. A latecomer nabbed a seat; curtains rose—NYC grit glowed. Runs one night—puppets ruled. #BKPuppet trended; Queens wants a string.
Some griped—’Too silly,’ sniped a grump, dodging fluff. Lights buzzed—fixed quick; charm held. A rival’s pitching a Greenpoint play, splitting threads. Still, 300 stayed—tales reigned. Park Slope’s never played so bold.
Patel’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a workshop if spring bites. ‘NYC’s kids—this lifts ‘em,’ he says, packing felt. The show’s a Brooklyn win—grit meets glee. It’s a puppet rush; catch the next. Bring a smile—strings call.