New Yorkers and Cheap Eats
I come from a lazy household, so we eat takeout or go to a restaurant at least once per week. I've noticed how the norm it is in NYC, maybe because of the kitchen situation (we have a refrigerator, stove, and sink in our living room and no counter space really) or maybe because New Yorkers tend to be babies, to eat out for many or most of your meals, if from deli, street cart, fast food, etc. So, the whole Cheap Eats thing (it appears both in New York and the Village Voice each year) gets a lot of attention. And every year, I go: Seriously?
It's that time where New York publishes its list and I have found one, exactly one, thing I'd agree with out of all 101. It's not that I haven't tried a bunch of these places, but, please!!!! It almost seems like they try to find places that, while semi-cheap, have no atmosphere, tiny portions, and bad service. It exhausts me, really. I've lived here for a long time now and every year I get excited and every year I find myself rolling my eyes. A good many of these places I would never, I repeat NEVER, return to. I don't spend my hard-earned (or hard-borrowed, in many cases) money on a half-empty stomach I got abused in the making of. Give me a break.
There's this sort of particularly New York, particularly middle-class on up, pretension that says the more wack a place is, the better you can feel about dropping cash there.
I think I might make my own Cheap Eats list. God knows I haven't eaten anything that wouldn't fit the cheapness parameters in a longass time.