Saturday, September 8, 2007


Mamá Mexico
2672 Broadway
New York, NY 10025
(212) 864-2323

THE CABLE GUY finally showed up this afternoon in time for me to head uptown with Aaron and Roxie for what was described to me as Oysterfest. Upon arrival, expectations were quickly downgraded by Jenny to, "something 30-year-olds do," and Oysterfest turned out to be little more than a tent, several buckets of ice and, indeed, some oysters. Enjoying them while overlooking Riverside Park with a few beers and the added company of Kevin and Elissa wasn't a bad way for the six of us to enjoy the last throes of summer in the city.

One tent, four plates, six beers, twenty-four oysters

Afterwards, a trip to Dive 75 led to further drinking, two pizzas and the addition post-work of Steph and Mint to our merry caravan, which headed off into the Upper West Side in search of further pints. Eventually our numbers dwindled, but not before stumbling upon the remarkably good Mamá Mexico between sets of karaoke at Dive Bar, one of Dive 75's two sisters, just north of Broadway and 101st St. The berenja ranchera, crispy-battered slices of eggplant with refried beans, cheese and chilies, was everything I required at 1 a.m.

MIKE EATS NEXT TIME: I will certainly seek out Mamá.

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