The first few times I went to the Spotted Pig, I went blindly, led by Casey. Unfamiliar with the West Village, I had no bearings on the angled streets of the neighborhood. When I changed my regular commuting route from the 14th St. PATH stop to Christopher St. (the walk is almost an equal distance) for a more enjoyable stroll to Chelsea Market, I passed the Pig on Greenwich several times before I actually realized what it was.
Extinction
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