Every area of the country has their unique beer and a good amount of the time it's not very good. In Chicago they drink Old Style even though it tastes like dirty water. In Texas they drink Lone Star even though it tastes like nothing. These beverages shouldn't make it out of their home states yet somehow I was able to purchase Lone Star at a bar in New York City called Mason Dixon.
Mason Dixon has a mechanical bull. For $5 dollars you can ride said bull, strain all the muscles on the insides of your legs and get tossed on your ass in less than two minutes. Girls seem to like it.
As usual, I was more interested in food, likely because I was hungry. I ordered the Mac and Cheese and the Southern Style Grilled Cheese, which really just means it had peppers in it. The mac and cheese was okay once you dug through the crusty cheese top layer that shielded all of the elbow macaroni. The bites that had the bacon and the scallions were good, the macaroni by itself was just okay.
The grilled cheese was good too. The bread was toasted just right and didn't taste like a stick of butter and the peppers added a favorable kick (in truth I would have liked more peppers). The grilled cheese came with fries. They didn't suck.
133 Essex St
(between Rivington St & Stanton St)
New York, NY 10002
Mac & Cheese; crispy bacon bits, sliced scallions, elbow macaroni and cheddar cheese
Grilled Cheese; red pimento peppers and cheddar cheese
Lone Star is Texan for crap
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