day of the dead
When Mr. Misosouper and I lived in New York, our apartment in Chelsea was catty-corner to the now-defunct Kitchen/Market burrito junket. Every day for three years, I traipsed past this bag in their window, promising myself that tomorrow, I’d stop in to buy it. Not to get all James Bondian on you, but tomorrow never came, for my bag, or for Kitchen/Market and its sister, Bright Food Shop: both restaurants closed in 2007. Here’s hoping for a resurrection.
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