Everythiiiing $2.75

We bumped into a Dominican bakery with Colombian and central American employees on the Lower East Side Friday afternoon and I swear, every customer who walked in there and ordered something was charged the same amount. No matter what. "$2.75" the lady at the register said. Some young boy who was walking home from school ordered about 4pastries AND two drinks. I was about to order me a cake that fed 25 people for that price! Que barato!


I really cant tell the difference between good and bad Dominican cake but Raquel said it wasn't as moist as it should have been. The baker knows best.




At least I got to enjoy a well tasting Country Club Soda. It was my first time trying it. Yes, I know I've been sleeping on them...no need to tell me so.

Hungry Hungry Hippo

After an extremely loooooong afternoon at a local hair salon in Harlem, Raquel and I were Starvin McMarvin so we took a train to the Lower East Side for our first meal of the day at Fat Hippo. It's a very cute and small restaurant that played the best music out there. I was hoping to get my hands on the cd mix that was on rotation, (they played John Legend, The Roots, Amy Winehouse amongst others) but I got my hands on their mini burger sliders a La' Fondue instead. We were the only ones there and I kinda liked that. No loud, annoying conversations to interrupt the nice music and the sounds of our chewing. LoL.