The $150 burger review.
“The royale with cheese is not a burger. I don't know why the New York Post would lie.”
Hello everyone.
Today is the last day of New York Smashion Week, a series I came up with to add some levity to all of the New York Fashion Week content that I knew we’d be seeing on Substack. We ended up with a brilliant collection of pieces about burgers from Graydon Carter, Paul Needham, Jonathan Nunn, Emma Orlow, and first-time published writer
. If this is the kind of project you’d like to work on with Feed Me in the future, shoot me an email.For the last day of New York Smashion Week,
, Feed Me’s semi-anonymous restaurant critic, reviews a $150 burger. I’ll see some of you tonight at Time Again.Today’s letter includes: Cashmere from Skims, a controversial Midtown power-lunch spot that renewed their lease for another ten years, Gigi Hadid’s ZYN of choice, and another Substack newsletter maturing into a bona fide media business.
“Every day Feed Me makes a case for New York City living.” - Tatayana, paid reader
Expense Account is a series on Feed Me by semi-anonymous restaurant critic J Lee. In this column, you’ll be reading about Business Guy Restaurants — the bistros, sushi spots and lounges that are best rationalized with the involvement of a corporate card. In his last column, he wrote about pizza.
For $150 you can buy:
A used PS4
0.00135 bitcoin
35 double cheeseburgers from Mcdonalds (unc voice: “Back in my day you could buy 150 doubles for $150”)
.629 shares of Apple stock
Two subscriptions to Feed Me (+ $10)
The Sofie Pavitt Skincare System
Maybe three Iguanas
A flight from New York to Chicago
A 43 inch TV with Amazon Alexa Built right in
1,857,402 Uzbekistani Som
A JACQUEMUS Black 'Le Bas De Maillot Signature' Bikini Bottom (minus duties)
You could adopt a cat
Or you can go to Sip & Guzzle, a West Village restaurant and cocktail bar, and eat their Royale with Cheese.
First things first, let's get this out of the way: Sip & Guzzle is a terrible name, literally one of the worst names in New York City. One of the worst names in the world maybe. Every time I mention it to anyone who’s unfamiliar, I receive looks of confusion, concern, and disgust. I resent that I even have to type the word “guzzle.” But the beautiful people of the West Village don't seem to mind. It's very popular, and on a Wednesday night it was packed full of people on dates sipping and guzzling, chewing on cud, masticating, and hopefully digesting through their rumen, reticulum, omasum, and lastly their abomasum.
“The royale with cheese is not a burger. I don't know why the New York Post would lie.”
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