The New Yorker, in its typically weird way, reviews Williamsburg’s Egg – now open for dinner. While they like the chicken, they choose to complain about the cracks in the wall and the heating system and take snarky yet tame potshots at the wacky locals.
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the word snarky itself is snarky.
Posted 02 Apr 2008 at 9:50 pm ¶Egg is good, but I don’t mind them making potshots.
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