Tuesday, June 12, 2007

burger nirvana

for my birthday this year my brother took me to the secret burger joint near his office in midtown manhattan. actually it's really not so secret; there were about 40 people in line ahead of us waiting to get in, but you do have to go through a hotel lobby to get there and there's no name or sign other than a neon burger with an arrow pointing thataway. inside is truly divey and wonderful -- fake wood paneling, cardboard signs preemptively scolding you for not ordering the right way, ugly light fixtures and a ramones poster in spanish (los ramones: wanted, vivos o muertos!). and the burger was the platonic ideal of what a burger should be. worth every minute of waiting for it.

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