Cheap eats are hardly a rarity in this city (hello happy hours), which is why happening upon truly great grub for just a couple bucks is like scoring shiny Cole Haans at Nordy’s Rack. You can’t help but feel tingly plucking those gems from the piles of wonky-soled Reeboks and Diesels. The point being: Bargain bites abound, but that doesn’t mean you should be eating all of them. Discrimination is needed...
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