I'm done with another hard day at the office. Off to bike home. I picked up two tubes for the Bluebird. So I can make the bike rideable and give her a little test spin tomorrow! Very exciting. Then I'll probably have to re-true the wheels. And the handlebar grips are waiting for Zora's return. Because there's still a choice of handlebars.
After getting the tubes, I was looking for food between the bike store at 47th and 9th and John Jay at 59th and 10th. On 10th and 47th, there's a little bodega/Mexican grocery store. I did a double take when I saw a "free delivery" sign. Sure enough there's a kitchen in the back and a bunch of stools. I got 2 tacos and they were great. Gee-are-eee-aye-tee. And a cute short pudgy older friendly mexican woman making them all.
There were far better than any Astoria bodega taco. Spicer and saltier and simutaneously more subtle and more bold. The meat was chopped finer, which helped. I got one chorizo and one bifstek. The chorizo tacos had potatos in it, which was interesting. More condiments on the counter, too: pickled peppers, salsa roja, verde, limes, and nice little mixture of finely diced onions and peppers and lime juice and maybe cilantro. And the tacos were still the standard $2. This may be the first time I've ever had better food in Manhattan than I can get in Queens.