(Photo by Hiroko Masuike on an iphone)
Burgers are probably the food I eat least often, almost never, in fact, because I don't typically like beef. And the only other burger I can remember eating any time in my adult life was at Shake Shack. But a coworker had a craving for a burger and wanted to try
Corner Bistro, an old tavern in the West Village known for its beer and cheap burgers, so much so that people often line up to grab a spot here.
New York Magazine's listing for the place says this: "If you call yourself a New Yorker, consider it your civic duty to have a beer and a burger here at least once. If you're
really a New Yorker, you'll know that the best time to do that is a weekday afternoon, when Corner Bistro's timeless tavern charm feels as warm as the sun streaming through the front windows."
We arrived late on a Thursday night and still had a short wait in line before landing a roomy corner booth in the back. I went all out and got the Bistro Burger — a burger topped with bacon, cheese, lettuce, onion and tomato. The thick patty under all of that made for a pretty tall stack. We also got two plates of fries, which you must order separately.
It was a decent burger, from what I know of them, but I wished that it had a little more salt or seasoning in the meat and that I had gotten it medium rare instead of medium. Even the bacon, which should have added some extra salt wasn't quite enough for me. The fries were great — just the kind I like, thin and crispy. And all of it washed down with a Blue Moon was enough to call it a good night.
