A long time ago, on the night that the Nets took on the Celtics at Barclay’s Center, I finally took care of two major needs, nachos from Calexico and nachos at Barclay’s Center. In the process of the night, I sadly also got to see the Nets lose. But back to the nachos.
When you think happy hour you normally think 2-for-1 drafts or a couple bucks knocked off your well drinks. On select nights Epstein’s Bar happy hour extends to their appetizer menu. On a Friday night how could one turn down cheap fried food and $3 Ommegang Witte beers?
No 7 sub is one of my favorite lunch spots near work. They take creative food combinations and slap them on a roll; I like that. So, I’ve been waiting and waiting to go to their other outpost, No 7 in Fort Greene for a brunch or dinner. Finally, I had the opportunity.
Twas a rainy day in Hell’s Kitchen. Seeking refuge from the storm, the Nachos NY gang searched out a place to dry out and chow down on some chorizo ‘chos while celebrating the birth of the nacho king himself, Lee Frank.
After a certain amount of people asked me if we have reviewed places like Chili’s (we can’t, none in NYC) and the Cheesecake Factory, we decided it was time to take advantage of the great chain restaurants that America has to offer. So welcome to Chainz.
At the suggestion of a super secret awesome celebrity nacho lover, we dined at El Parador Cafe in Murray Hill. The place was swanky and a romantic date night spot. But there is only room in my heart for one love, nachos.
This Sunday, I wasn’t expecting to eat nachos. I was expecting to eat food trucks foods. I had a wishlist in my mind that included ice cream sandwiches, fries and maybe even a souvlaki stix at the Food Truck Rally at Grand Army Plaza. I didn’t get to eat any of that.