New Yorker Reviews Egg

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.

Comments 1

  1. Kari wrote:

    the word snarky itself is snarky.
    Egg is good, but I don’t mind them making potshots.

    Posted 02 Apr 2008 at 9:50 pm

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