They grind their own beef.
Do to the lack of the Internet service over the past few days, I haven’t been able to post. So to make it up to you, I give you the photograph of the “We Grind Our Own Beef” restaurant… you are welcome.
I’m not normally on the Lower East Side but my new yoga class is on St. Marks Street, a pretty sweet part of town that’s… well, kind of trippy. While on my way to the class that will make me topple over in due to my lack of balance, skill, and grace, I passed by this local burger joint. I thought to myself that I was glad that I now have this new bit of information about the beef grinding and I knew it would make a huge impact in my day… that’s a lie. It won’t. However, I was happy to find out that after an hour yoga class I can run across the street, get a few piercings, a quick tattoo and devour a delicious home ground beef burger all on the same block.
You know your mouth is watering.
p.s. Please note how awesome that cow is!
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