The photograph which I took and collected is seen here.
私写真 まとめ
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If there’s any burger in New York City worth waiting for, it’s the burger at The Spotted Pig!
THE SPOTTED PIG
314 W 11th St.
New York, NY 10014
212-620-0393
No disrespect to eataku, but FUCK The Spotted Pig. Waiting an hour for a burger and being sneeringly told, “Well, you ordered something … popular,” is just the worst.
I don’t remember how it tasted, as I was choking on my on rage.