?> {"id":4660,"date":"2011-01-17T21:39:39","date_gmt":"2011-01-18T02:39:39","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.twofatbellies.com\/?p=4660"},"modified":"2011-01-17T21:39:39","modified_gmt":"2011-01-18T02:39:39","slug":"white-horse-tavern","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.twofatbellies.com\/2011\/01\/white-horse-tavern\/","title":{"rendered":"White Horse Tavern"},"content":{"rendered":"
<\/a><\/p>\n The White Horse Tavern is another one of those NYC institutions that we’ve heard about but had never tried. It is where the writer Dylan Thomas supposedly drank himself to death after imbibing on 18 glasses of whiskey. We wandered in one afternoon after trying and failing to get into the Spotted Pig for a late lunch. We had heard from several people that the burgers at the White Horse were great, even better than the Corner Bistro<\/a>, which is a pretty strong claim considering the Corner Bistro is our favorite burger place.<\/p>\n The tavern wasn’t very full when we arrived so we got a nice seat in the corner in view of the bar and next to the window so we could people watch. After ordering mugs of Anchor Steam to start, we looked over the short menu that mostly included bar food. Obviously we were here for the burgers so I got a plain hamburger, medium rare, while Josh opted for a bacon cheeseburger, also medium rare.<\/p>\n Our food arrived fairly quickly, and the burger looked pretty promising. It was a thick patty with a nice dark crust on the outside, and was served on a toasted white bread bun with lettuce, tomato, and pickles. The burger came with a side of steak fries, my least favorite cut of french fries, but they were well fried and crispy, not mealy or soggy.<\/p>\n