New York is one of those cities where it’s fun to occasionally just wander aimlessly and see where it takes you. Now, back in the 70s and 80s, that would’ve put you on the fast track to the following days’ obituary column or the back of a milk carton, but nowadays it’s a local pastime.
Sometimes you end up in front of some obscure yet fascinating historical landmark, sometimes it’s an indie bookstore in a charming neighborhood you’ve never been to, sometimes it’s a random street fair deluged in BBQ smoke amidst a flock of gawking tourists, and sometimes you end up buying crack in a dark alley. It’s a hell of a town.
Either way, beautiful Greenwich Village is an area where I often end up. On this particular occasion my appetite came roaring to life on Bleecker St. just as I walked by a little place called PIG BLEECKER. Two things I thoroughly enjoy. Destiny was at hand.
TRY THIS: Get the Smoked Duck Lasagna. The smoked duck ragu with bechamel and gravy makes this a truly a standout recipe in the best way. It is hands down one of the best lasagna’s I’ve ever consumed.
PRICE OF TURD: $24
THE DUMP DEETS: The early tummy rumblings from this hearty repast began the following day at work. This was a good indication that I would have to use a bathroom on a separate floor because God forbid a friendly colleague from my floor walks in as I noisily put one of our toilets out of commission. My apologies to floor 27.
WAS THE TURD WORTH IT?: Yes. A deliciously unique dish from a place that specializes in BBQ with Italian leanings will always be a winner in my book, which is this blog.
FUN TRIVIA: This place used to be a popular live music bar in the 60s called “The Back Porch” and was one of the many places in Greenwich Village where Bob Dylan got his start. But who cares? You’re here for the food.