This Misanthrope was around the neighborhood this afternoon, trying to glue together the pieces of his broken life...okay, I was buying shampoo.
Anyway, I took the opportunity to have lunch at La Taza de Oro on 8th Avenue between 14th and 15th. $4.50 bought me a savory roasted chicken leg, a mountain of black beans and yellow rice and a cup of what is easily the best coffee in the neighborhood.
The Misanthrope is right at home in the mid-60s lunch counter setting with nary a word of English to be heard. No frills, just a steaming plate of Puerto Rican comfort food.
You can't beat the place with a stick.
Friday, December 23, 2005
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