It was one of those horrible days where the Manhattan’s infrastructure decided to cave in. The blast was completely unexpected, made most of us feel like it was déjà vu all over again. I just happen to be going home when it happened.
I don’t know about you but I was completely stressed out after the incident. I needed comfort food and a good friend. I called Bud Lavery who suggested Trailer Park Lounge on West 23rd.
Bud had a turkey burger and I had the very fat beef hotdog with sweet potato fries.
The hot dog was great and sweet potato fries nicely done.
To add to this already highly carbs dinner I ordered the moonpie. Not exactly tasting like the moonpie I remember as a kid but nevertheless I ate it all of it.
photo by Bud Lavery
The decor is worth seeing at the Trailer Park. I describe it as Kitsch city with all sorts of blast from the past knickknacks and widgets. Trailer Park Lounge is located on West 23rd Street between 6th and 7th Avenue.
Midtown Blast: From NowPublic
“The day Midtown New York (and myself) were scared shitless” by selectroclash
tags: Trailer Park Eats