Found this on Park Slope Parents. And then another friend sent it to me:

Can’t believe I’m adding another comment to the Maggie
Moo’s thread
but I can’t help myself. My husband and I crack up over the
"punk
rockers" who hang out in front of Maggie Moos in the warm months.
We
like to imagine them talking to eachother on the phone "Dude,
we’re
meeting at the Moos at 9:00", really wanting to say "meet us
at
Pino’s" but knowing too well that the boys at Pinos would
tolerate
their presence for all of five minutes before rolling up their
sleeves
and politely (ahem) asking them to move along. So Maggie Moos it
is.
I guess with the real estate prices being what they are, I
shouldn’t
be surprised that an ice cream joint with a giant cow waving in
front
of it passing out coupons is about as edgy as it’s going to get
for
the tough crowd in this nabe.

Joey Ramone would not be
impressed.