While walking around Midtown Manhattan after a visit to the International Center of Photography we contemplated visiting the burger joint we heard about in the video series "this must be the place." Being in New York for over a week at this point we felt it was time to venture over there to see what all the fuss was about. As our dot approached the pin on our Iphones we looked up and saw a modest sign among the chaos of the St. Patrick Cathedral. In maroon and white it read The Prime Burger. We were greeted by a regular that told us, "You're in the right place." Signs posted on the windows and walls read, "To all our loyal customers and friends, Due to the sale of our building The Prime Burger will be closing its doors after 74 years at this location…" After sitting down at the bar we ordered a couple of sodas, cream and orange. Our waiter, Sandro, an employee of 9 years yells out "86 the curly fries." Being french fry lovers we asked what our options were. He tells us that they are out of curly fries, and they won't be getting more. Confused, we ask why. "Today's the last day," as he points back to the sign. To put this in perspective we had walked into Prime Burger in the last two hours of their 74-year existence. As we sat there waiting for our bacon cheeseburgers and side order of fries we were forced to feel the emotions clearly felt through out the room. Most of all we were forced to watch Sandro deal with the reality of his last shift where he had worked for nearly a decade. Needless to say we enjoyed our burgers and even got a slice of chocolate cake to share. We feel very lucky to have made it to Prime Burger before it closed, but we still feel even luckier to have met Sandro and wish him the best of luck in the years to come. 

We stumbled upon this little gem of a store in Brooklyn as well. Kings County Salvage. We couldn't rightly get in the door to properly view any of their fine merchandise, but what we could see from the doorway was right up our taxidermied, old wooden box alley. Owners Val and Andy were kind enough to let us stand in one spot and rotate in a clockwise motion to take it all in, and pet their dog too. We'll be back. Oh yes.

Mark captures Roa's squirrel in Brooklyn, and my weird hand gesture. It's a gang sign. Really. We stayed in BedStuy, we had to fit in.

So, while we have been packing orders, watering plants, running to fed-ex and getting over post trip colds we have been negligent in updating you all on the adventures of RedCamper..seems our slacker, do nothing employee, Squirrel, though, has been busy updating his own blog. He's so....squirrel centric. Narcissist.

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