53rd & 6th
salaam. be in peace, for i am not.
i love new york. what offends me most is that when NY is mentioned, muslims expend all energies to bless you with knowledge of the cart on 53rd and 6th…i personally don’t care much for it.
how can the culinary treat of what is “New York,” the expansive taste retreat that it is, be shadowed by the expectations of what lie in that cart?!
it never ceases to amaze me. but perhaps our tongues, tortured by the constant ‘pleasuring’ of charcoal kabob deserves no better rest.
one day, i dream for better.
dare i hope?