With the latest scare in Times Square, I've had New York on my mind. One of my favorite memories is Crif Dogs. Before our trip in 2008, I asked a few locals where to get a good hot dog and the answer was a resounding "Crif Dogs in Greenwich Village!"
On a Sunday afternoon, we took a cab and the cabbie kept asking if we were sure we had the right address. I loved the entire neighborhood and the atmosphere. As you can see in the picture, we had to go to the basement, where we found a very small establishment, but it was so "New York". I couldn't get enough! The hot dog was pretty darn good too.
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