If you know me, I shouldn’t need to explain why this bothers me like the Joker bothers Batman.

I was at Woozle‘s house after Mr. Dirby‘s 30th birthday party because he has been wanting to meet Nate the cook. Unfortunately, we both assumed the other had not been drinking, which in hindsight was a silly idea. Most of our ideas our quite brilliant, so this was unexpected.

We spent some time drinking wine and discussing superheros, and I tried to explain my observation that New York eateries sell too many options. For example, a chicken & ribs place in New York may also sell gyros, chicken gyros, and burgers. In a city with so many food options, this just doesn’t make sense.