You're awesome! After brunch, I put on my shades and we headed out for your hallowed halls.
If Dad finds out I messed with his shades, he's gonna kill me! (Tia Sisi's jacket)
On this trip, my main goal was to take Dad to one of my favorite places, Dickson's Farmstand Meats, seeing as he loves steak n all.
Outside of Dickson's. Photo credit New York Times: http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/23/dining/reviews/23dinbriefs-2.html?adxnnl=1&adxnnlx=1330446036-n95GLYibP3Zxzc7AZu4bMA
I personally love it because it's a hip place to scope out meat and watch real butchers do their thing.
Dad n me watching real butchers do their thing.
Bonus: Turns out dad went to college with Mr. Jake Dickson, the owner with the most fortunate first name. He was actually at the shop, so we got to say hi and found out he's opening a new shop in our neighboring 'hood at Franklin and Church. Woo hoo! Tribeca needs a hip butcher. Now all we need is a hip fish market, and we'll be set.
Mr. Jake Dickson behind the counter, just like we saw him. Oh, if only I had teeth!! Photo credit Edible Manhattan: http://www.ediblemanhattan.com/magazine/dont-call-him-a-butcher/
After Dickson's Karina and Abuela stopped at Fatty Witch for some brownies because they couldn't help themselves. They shared the goodness all around, so I'll be gettin some later from Mom. Can't wait!
Dad n me heading for the exit in said hallowed halls.
Til next time,
JYK
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