Walk down any street in Manhattan, and there is food; literally. | |
I came upon this feast in front of Madison Square Garden, where the Walking With the Dinosaurs experience was just closing up shop. Seems catering got a little careless in carting out the left-over beef. That, or T-Rex flunked out of the Miss Porter School. I looked over at my companion and dryly delivered the first thing to pop into my head: "If I had a fork right now..." | |
These three jovial workers to the left earnestly claimed it was the best prime rib in town. Who was I to argue? Although I have to point out that Whose Catering LLC in no way endorsed this sidewalk dining experience, nor - I'm sure - do the comments of its staff in any way reflect the company line. After a half-dozen photos or so, it was time to move on. The prospect of what might be for dessert on down the road, however, left me giddy with anticipation. | |
Thanks for taking the time - Blog O. Food | |
""Proust had his madeleines; I am devastated by the scent of yeast bread rising."" ~ Bert Greene
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Mashed, or baked?
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2 comments:
eek! nasty! looks like a big blob of pig fat.
Fantastic. Cant wait for more.
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