B.L.T Burger
Nestled in the middle of the West Village, there once was a quaint little restaurant called B.L.T Burger. Although it was a seemingly rainy night in New York City, a few friends ventured out to fill their stomachs with warm burgers, alcoholic milkshakes, and a few fried pickle chips. For any NY foodie, consuming un-nutritious food may seem like a mundane, normal activity but on this night a friend traveled far and wide from the Midwest to reunite with ye old sorority sisters.
This foreign traveler’s name was Holly and in mere days she would leave the city to fly to Spain where she would spend the next year of her life. Thus this reunion/farewell dinner was both momentous and sorrowful.
After noshing on our delicious gourmet meal, we all hugged goodbye and wished our international friend the best of luck of her new journey!




