I Ate a Piece of NYC

November 13, 2012

Ah, New York City. One of my favorite cities in the world, if not my all-time favorite, NYC holds a beloved spot in my heart for two reasons:

  1. It is the home of NBCUniversal, my dream work place.
  2. The food is ridiculously delicious.

In regards to the grub you can find in the City, I’m always bewildered at the different types of establishments that I find in the Village, SOHO and even Midtown. Anything from bakeries, Indian food, specialty delicatessens… You name it, you can definitely find it in Manhattan.

In my recent trip to NYC last month, the city was more or less the same- busy, crazy cab drivers hogging up the street and smoke coming up from the sewers (I’ve always thought this was weird). I had very limited time to actually venture and explore the city since I was spending my days with friends I hadn’t seen in a while. However, I did manage to do something that I hadn’t done before – eat a hotdog from a street vendor.

All the times I had eaten in New York City, I had never had the typical on-the-run meal of Manhattan. It was one night (I should really say early morning because the New York Times delivery truck was already delivering the day’s newspapers!) that I bought my first hotdog from the iconic Sabrett street cars. My friends and I were coming home from a rooftop party at Plunge Rooftop Lounge in the Gansevoort hotel in the Meatpacking DIstrict. I was famished and couldn’t wait to get home to eat a snack. Luckily, the hotdog vendor was yelling “hotdogs, hotdogs!” when I passed by him and I quickly took him up on his offer.

You know it's late when a New York Times delivery truck is delivering papers

You know it’s late when a New York Times delivery truck is delivering papers

If I remember correctly, I paid $3 for the hotdog at 5 a.m. in front of the Port Authority Bus Station. A rather simple dog, I just had some ketchup and mustard on it. To be honest, it wasn’t the best hotdog I’ve had. But hey, I felt like a true New Yorker eating that hotdog in the wee hours of the morning. I was taking a bite into culture, into the City. Many Manhattan residents might take their hotdog stands for granted but I’m glad I was experiencing New York City through a popular dining tradition.

At the end of the day, that’s what I enjoy the most when I travel- experiencing a destination through its food. That hotdog wasn’t just some quick, late-night meal- it was a taste of the New York minute lifestyle that is alive and vibrant throughout the island of Manhattan.

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2 Comments

  • Reply Peggy Tee November 13, 2012 at 11:49 pm

    You had a dirty water hot dog! I really miss the street food scene in NYC – $5 rice and unidentified-grilled-meat with questionable coleslaw from a stall by the side of a street was my go-to lunch on most days! 🙂

    • Reply Mari November 14, 2012 at 7:42 pm

      Haha, I probably did have a dirty water hot dog! But, in my defense, it was late, I was hungry and I hadn’t had a proper NYC hot dog ever and I was up for the challenge 🙂 Street food might be questionable but it is soooo good sometimes!

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