“That’s Great, It Starts With An Earthquake..”

The aftermath. Be brave, fallen soldier. 

What an epic day in NYC. I was just discussing how my dad has Vertigo and how I hope that shit isn't hereditary, and then I feel the floor moving under me and the lights swaying back and forth above my head. Did I have too much to drink at lunch? No. Is someone shaking my chair to get my attention? No. It was just an earthquake. NBD. As if New York doesn't have enough problems. Can we keep SOME of the natural disasters on the West Coast please? I mean don't the disasters end up in Hollywood anyway? ZING! 

I don't know how to relate this to food…but I'm going to try…

Cake & SHAKE Truck


QUAKEr Oatmeal

Steak n SHAKE


And my personal favorite..

The Bitter END


Ok I'm done. I just felt it was my duty to acknowledge it and make some ignorant references since the overall devastation was pretty mild (see above photo). Shake Shack for dinner?? I can't think of a better day to go… 


One Comment

  1. R.I.P plastic soldier man.

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