molly yeh

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a post-show snackee


for the first 18 years of my life,
post-concert food meant:
steak 'n shake
or
home run inns with mum
or
nothing because nothing good was open...
*and now it is like*
let's pray there's not a long wait at the spotted pig 
so we can eat a chicken liver toast.
or
bibimbap?
or
bone marrow and half-bottles at landmarc, now.
which is definitely among my top ten reasons why i love new york.
+++
so the other night when i was starving my belly off  after a show
jusbin and i went down to the village with the intention of
frozen yogurt or noodles or risotto or something,
but found ourselves on the hike to the spotted pig...
when i had a hunger meltdown at the foot of frankies 570.
kitchen open until 1am? how convenient.
excuse me as i push my nose up a little and tell you that 
butternut squash soup
and burrata
and a hot toddy
and a braised full artichoke
make the perfect midnight snackee.
-yeh!