apparently, today is the day everyone is visiting nyc's 2008 foodie gems. i walked around the east village and spotted a line out the door for porchetta. after hearing so much about it, we figured we might as well try.
i had the plate with the beans and the potatoes and burnt ends...my friend had the sandwich.
when we got back to my apt a few blocks away, i opened my box and couldnt believe how some little storefront mugged me for $13. it was a few puny pieces of pork, a puddle of fat, and two hunks of skin that could totally chip a tooth. the sides were comical as well.
i trimmed the meat a little and scarfed it down. i kept telling my friend that we couldve gotten a huge platter of pork for $5 at a million different dominican spots that i know of. they would laugh at what i bought.
i havent felt taken like this since una pizza napoletana a few years back.
my friend said it best: 'white people sure love their fancy sandwiches.'