The software I wrote to manage all my photos and power this site automatically parses-out the timestamp and displays when each photo was taken. This is how I know that this photo was taken at 1:43am. The fact that I can get fries, a delicious falafel and a phylo-dough spinach pie in the middle of the night on a Tuesday is the reason that I'll probably never be able to leave this wonderful, cursed city! I braved the cold for this delicious meal in order to fuel...
Lisa made me promise her that I wouldn't post the picture I took of her drunkenly biting into a falafel with tiny, wonky eyes so instead I'll post this picture of falafels. Mmmmmm.
We left Hanger a little before 5am so that we could get a FALAFEL around the corner before they closed! We were capital W wasted. Pauly is either talking about big tits or the utter awesomeness that you can still get a falafel so late at night in NYC.
