Despite being at the tail end of some gnarly hangovers, you don’t turn down a free shot…
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With everything so bloody close around here, do we need a burger delivery service?
With the Fatt crew firmly ensconced in the Sun and 13 Cantons (a name we get wrong practically every time we try to tell it to anyone), a Fuller’s pub just off Beak Street, why not see if they could pull off a P&B-style feat of betterment?
We have to apologise in advance for what is less of a professional breakdown, and more of a vague recollection of Bleecker St Burger’s offerings, as we were fucking blotto by the time we got to Red Market on Saturday night.
Fivey G's in Brooklyn. Before we had one here.
Yeah it’s a bit hipster, but it’s original hipster: everyone walking around just is, there’s no pretence about it.
I was content watching the real-life live stream of all the prep, nosed-pressed against the pane like a kid at a Christmas display
When hunger pangs befell us on Times Square, I knew the newest location of Five Napkin Burger was a couple of short blocks away. Boom. Payoff.
It didn’t really taste like a burger, obviously, because that would be weird.
We’ve whined before when chefs have thought they could create something from scratch that will be better and they’ve all failed dismally. Until now.