Confession time folks, on a solo matinee this is what I actually do more often than not.
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Now for when you want to spend almost nothing and lose almost no time. Los Tacos No. 1 on 43rd is a counter, not a sit-down, and it opens at 11. You stand, you order the adobada or the nopal, you eat the best three tacos in the neighborhood off a little ledge, and you are back on the sidewalk in fifteen minutes with change in your pocket.
This is my honest answer to “we spent too much on the tickets.” Five minutes to the 44th Street houses, and you walk in having eaten genuinely great food instead of a sad pretzel. Confession time folks, on a solo matinee this is what I actually do more often than not.

