Wake, drive, find train, deposit self under World Trade Center Towers. Spy hot dog. Eat all the dogs in NYC. Or at least that was the plan. Whiskey Beard left NYC the way he entered it, with a belly full of tubed meat.
Street Side Hot Dogs (First stall to the left after exiting the World Trade Center Towers): What words can I say that will make up for that image? My face should say it all. Tubed meats. It’s all you need in NYC. And it’s easy to find. No excuses, fill your face!
Chorizo Secco (Fishtag, 222 West 79th Street): Smearing Greek yogurt and roasted garlic over toast. A delight. Lovely. Oh and the chorizo was good too I suppose.
