[Pigging by Wilfrid: January 14, 2012]
I never expect to spend so much time in the Times Square neighborhood, but all kinds of things conspire to take me there. One recent evening, I was on Ninth Avenue, very hungry. I recalled Josh Ozersky's description of the Schnipper burger as one of the least-appreciated in New York.
If not now, when? I went inside the glaring white air-hangar tucked in the bottom of the Times building and ordered one.
The choice of degree of doneness doesn't always arise with diner-style burgers, but this time it did: I asked for medium-rare and that's what I got. This meant not too much of a char on the outside, which given the dimensions of the patty was not surprising.
What I did like was the bread, which was a little firmer and chewier than your average white roll, and held together well. The burger was fine. Not magical; just fine. But that underlines the perennial message that there isn't anything truly magical about Shake Shack either. I prefer a hefty bar burger, but this was what it was intended to be. The straight-edge of burgers.
Or "conservative" as Ozersky says. He liked the bun too.
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