When I first moved to New York I lived above Stromboli Pizza, pictured above. Dinner would consist of a regular slice - $1.75. They have polaroids of us on the walls. The friendliest guys ever.
The apartment was on the first floor right above all that cheesy grease. I pulled the lino off the kitchen floor to remove an east village rat that had eaten too much and took a nap under the stove. Smart rat.
