Like all good Americans, we enjoy both strips of bacon and ranch dressing more than we should, because that’s what being an American is all about. Merica! We also love pizza too and we are thankful that someone has figured out how to combine all three into a delicious slice of heart attack at Pronto Pizza in Croton-on-Hudson.
Though it is far from being the world’s best tasting pizza (which is in Buenos Aires, Argentina, where the intelligent and refined Italians moved to), it is still quite yummy.
This very well might be a thing in which we are the only people irked by, but allow us to explain. This is a new-ish sign along the G train route at 4th Avenue and 9th Street. Up until this sign was put up, people had to simply know that the G train is much shorter than the platform and that they needed to wait for the train in the middle of the platform, or run towards the train once it arrives. This sign is meant to help those who are not in the know, which is a great thing.
The thing that irks us about the sign though is this: it has the platform in the wrong location and the incorrect type of subway car is shown as a G train. This is the proper G train, which also shows where the platform is in association of the train:
We aren’t losing sleep over it, but it’s the little things in life… the little things… they should be done properly.
For inappropriate use of the apostrophe.
From all of us’ at the xmas’ trees’s stand’s, Merry Christmas.
This is the fan at the northern end of the R train platform at Union Square.
It is a rusty treasure of coolness each summer.
Though it scared us for decades, after 32 years on this planet that we call home, we finally did it – we ate White Castle for the first time!
Thoughts… We were expecting something that would make us run to the restroom. What we got was delicious tiny cheeseburgers and amazing fries that rested well inside of our belly. Today we officially declare, White Castle > all other fast food options.