I straighten my hair every morning to glossy perfection. So, whenever it rains, I usually prefer to stay inside. Where it’s dry.

But last night I decided to venture out in the Prospect Heights vicinity toward Dutch Boy Burger — or, as I call it, “That place with the bourbon milkshakes.”

Because, if one thing’s going to get me out in the rain, it’s bourbon milkshakes.

Said milkshakes arrived shortly after the food, but they quickly stole the show. Featuring smooth vanilla ice cream (Blue Marble!) and a spicy hint of bourbon, my Dutch Boy shake was a palatable experience I will not soon forget.

What else is there to say? The veggie burgers are good (and better than their meaty counterparts). The Caesar salad — spelled “Ceasar” on my receipt — is a perfect B-. As for me, my flats and lower pants were soaked, my hair de-glossed to tragic degrees. The Dutch Boy’s front doors remained illogically wide open, turning a chilly experience into an even chillier one.

But you know what? It was worth it. That was some milkshake, after all.

Formerly a Dutch boy-themed paint shop, Dutch Boy Burger is located at 766 Franklin Ave., accessible via the 2,3,4, and 5 trains, and the ever-resilient Franklin Avenue shuttle.

I’ve been spending a lot of time canoodling in Crown Heights these days — and despite the convenient Subway access and frequent drug busts, there was a time when I doubted I would ever be able to find a real restaurant (with waiters and everything) within walking distance.

Then I met Chavella’s.

Now, Chavella’s is actually in Prospect Heights, but still well within walking distance of my main squeeze’s CH pad. Anyway.

Chavella’s offers surprisingly authentic Mexican cuisine — the menu is full of spicy, succulent dishes, without a burrito in sight. Plus, it’s super-affordable: choose an inclusive brunch for $11.25, or à la carte options in the $3–$8 range. The drink menu is scant but satisfying, offering beer, sangria, red and white wine, and margaritas at times. (The Cinco de Mayo jalapeño margarita was a once in a lifetime experience — i.e., I wouldn’t try it again. It was delicious, but in a humbling, tongue-numbing sort of way.)

I recommend the tacos, which are $3 apiece, allowing for guilt-free experimenting, as well as the chiles rellenos con queso — the cheese-stuffed peppers that my Crown Heights amigo so enjoyed. But before you get to that stuff, be sure to order the guacamole app. It comes in an innocent looking animal-shaped bowl, but don’t be fooled — it will absolutely ruin guac for you anywhere else.

The words “smoke” and “joint” might not automatically connote barbecue in your mind, but all of that will change after your visit our latest Fort Greene find: The Smoke Joint. Located near the Atlantic Avenue mega-stop, this barbecue house is fast and cheap, with a menu full of tantalizing options. You can pick up your grub for takeout, or make a night of it with sit-down service.

The Smoke Joint’s menu is a carnivore’s delight, featuring such choices as beef and pork ribs ($11–$23), sweet and spicy wings ($7.50), and smoked chicken ($4–$14). Alternatively, ladies — and light-eating gents — will love the caesar salad ($5–$9), prepared with just the right amount of dressing and the option to add pork, beef, or chicken. Still not convinced? Nobody can turn down The Smoke Joint’s comfort-food sides, including mac and cheese ($4) and corn on the cob ($2.50).

If you’re looking for booze, you can visit the bourbon-filled Pig Bar adjacent to The Smoke Joint, or order beer or cocktails from the restaurant’s menu. (Let us know how the habanero-infused mango margarita tastes — we were too scared to try it.)

Check out The Smoke Joint at 87 S. Elliot Place in Fort Greene. 718.797.1011.