Last night Rob and I walked up and down Carmine Street after a meeting, looking for dinner. We ducked into The Grey Dog for food, and it was wonderful. Cheap (at least, by NYC standards) and tasty and very, very cozy. They even have draft beer which totally made it perfect. There was a small array of yummy looking desserts, and it’s a coffee shop, really, so I’m guessing they know their way around a steam wand, but we only had supper.

I got a tuna melt. Rob had a burger. We left full and happy.