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My, I was a spoiled ham this weekend. Loads of swelling meals and my credit card still safely below the red line (and by red line, I mean the “Good god, who do I think I am? An iBanker?” moment that every liberal-arts-major Gen-Yer finds themselves crossing a few times a month). Tim had been blowing a gasket over the free tapas at Sip for the past two months, and the recent TimeOut NY rave only solidified the deal for a visit. Free? Food? Everyday? Yes, Virginia—there is such thing as a free lunch. I opted for the namesake Sipwich, an herb-happy twist on the McHangover favorite, and an egg-cellent way to ring in late-afternoon hunger pangs—all for $4. Here’s my homemade version of it, complete with scarborough-fairish flavors and fatty fats-- albeit it lacks the huge iced coffee that accompanied it, for free (there’s that word again!)...
Just the Sip
Monday, August 13, 2007
