Are you frickin' kiddin'? You wrapped your first graf with a gratuitously French phrase! And a somewhat obscure one at that. Listen, I like Prospect Heights, but to go around with your nose in the air because you just relocated to a place that doesn't have as high a concentration of breeding couples as the nabe just to the south is to engage in a ridiculously fine-edged sort of demographic hair-splitting. Even Park Slope, which you do admit has amenities you'll avail yourself of, doesn't sport the likes of Weather Up, a chi-chi cocktail boutique to open soon on Vanderbilt. And I doubt you'll resist the temptation of Beast or Amorina, foodie places that have ridden the recent wave of gentrification on the same avenue.

Pretentious, moi? Get a clue, newbie.