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If nothing's cooking with your family on Thanksgiving, or if you'd just rather not slave away in the kitchen all day, there are plenty of restaurants from Astoria to the East River which will be happy to serve you. Click on the images for details on special Thanksgiving menus around town, including Trattoria Cinque in Tribeca, Commerce in the West Village, The Classic Harbor Line yacht (on the river), Counter in the Wast Village, Da Franco in Astoria, Brother Jimmy's BBQ, Ed's Chowder House on the UWS , Fishtail on the UES, The Sea Grill at Rock Center, and Casimir in Alphabet City.

A Long Island man who purchased a Burger King Mac N' Cheese meal for his 6-year-old daughter yesterday says there was "something disgusting in there." (Besides the macaroni and the cheese.) Phil Collura of Rockville Centre tells CBS 2 that after buying the food product for his child at the drive-through, she told him it "tasted funny." And at the bottom of the mac n' cheese cup was what looked like a crushed pill! The girl was taken to a hospital for observation, and Nassau County police say the forensic evidence bureau is analyzing the substance. A police source tells Newsday, "It is unknown at this time if the child ingested any part of the substance." Coming as this does on the heels of the Domino's employees' gross-out video, it's unsurprising the King went into crisis management mode quickly, issuing this statement last night: "Burger King Corp. and its franchisee is aware of this situation and is investigating the matter. As a precaution, the restaurant has removed the product," which is produced by Kraft.

In his publicity blitz to promote The Pink Panther 2, the Pink Panther has been spotted around town. And he definitely ran the gamut of photo ops: Early in the day, he helped out at a Burger King (there's a Pink Panther tie-in planned)...and then he rang the closing bell at the New York Stock Exchange!

Despite eliciting "universal disgust," the new Burger King FLAME™ body spray has sold out at all Ricky's locations AND on the website! Marisol, an employee at the Ricky's on First Avenue between 64th and 65th Streets, says their original shipment of 24 sold out within a matter of days, and frustrated "FLAMERS" have been calling constantly to try and track down a bottle. Although same haters compared the product's scent to the aroma of "a Burger King burning down in a horrible grease fire," Marisol told us it sold out because it smelled "nice. And spicy. It kind of smelled like Axe body spray." Why must you taunt us, Marisol!?! Okay, nobody panic; Grub Street comforts frustrated FLAME™ consumers with news that it's being sold on eBay for $76 (and rising). Or just wait until January (if you can!), when Ricky's will be getting more FLAME™ in stock.

When we announced that Burger King had entered the fragrance business with BK FLAME™ – the new men's body spray promising "the scent of seduction with the hint of flame-broiled meat" – your reactions ranged from "I prefer my men to smell like White Castle" to "I want!" But one blogger was bold enough to actually purchase the FLAME™ at Ricky's during his lunch hour and apply it directly to his bare flesh back at the office. The result was predictably revolting: "Everyone gathered around began coughing. And therein lies the horrible secret of Flame: it’s not burger-scented...Try as I might, I could not smell anything related to meat. If you want to know what a Burger King smells like when it’s burning down in a horrible grease fire, though, this is probably as close as you get to the real thing. The acrid, eye-watering scent will not attract anything to you. Even my dog would start choking if it licked this off my wrist...If this is what The King smells like then I don’t want him anywhere near me."

Just in time for your mom Santa to toss this in your Christmas stocking, Burger King has released a limited-edition men's body spray that evokes the smell of freshly broiled Whoppers. But isn't this what they spray on the burgers already for authenticity? No! According to a press release, "The King is setting hearts ablaze for the holidays with his new scent of choice. FLAME™, a new men's body spray by Burger King Corp., features the scent of seduction with the hint of flame-broiled meat. A favorite of the King, FLAME™ is available for purchase for a limited time at select Ricky's retailers in-store or online." Because nothing's more romantic than the scent of mass-produced beef patties...except maybe the sultry FLAME™ website, which is really putting us in the mood (for salad).

Burger King's new ad campaign is a series of commercials depicting a taste test between the Whopper and the Big Mac. The twist here is that the taste testers are blessed souls living in areas so remote that they've never even soiled their intestines with Burger King! Yes, such oases do exist—or rather they did, before ad agency Crispin Porter + Bogusky airlifted in the fast food, as the teaser trailers suggest. The campaign calls them "Whopper Virgins," and AdFreak detects a none-too-subtle whiff of corporate colonialism. And Marilyn Borchardt of Food First tells the Daily News it's insensitive because "the ad's not even acknowledging that there's even hunger in any of these places." (But watch the trailer; they do look hungry!) And if these 141 words here have proven anything, it's that the campaign is already a success.

The 1977 Yankee season has been not only written about, but also had an ESPN mini-series made about it. Many of its stories are well known, but there is a strange tale from the season that few know about. Well, unless you collected baseball cards.

The owners of four Manhattan Burger King franchises are locked in a nasty legal battle with their royal overlord. Luan Sadik and his sister, Elizabeth Sadik, rebelled against the mandatory 99-cent menu and the recent dollar Value Menu because the prices couldn’t cover the obscene Manhattan rent and the fast food monarch roared.

Cops took John Potts to Bellevue Hospital's psychiatric ward for evaluation, after he capped his weekend's worth of crazy behavior by threatening to bash his stepfather's face in with a shovel, then running off and jumping into the Raritan Bay while screaming that he had the bubonic plague. Thursday morning he attacked a peacock in a Tottenville Burger King's parking lot, battering the bird so badly, in front of a crowd of horrified onlookers, that it had to be euthanized. He was yelling then that he was killing a vampire.

The man who throttled, stomped, kicked, and beat a peacock into a mortal state Thursday morning was turned in to police by his own stepfather yesterday. The Staten Island Advance is all over the story. It reports that John N. Potts was arrested yesterday, after threatening to smash his stepfather's face with a shovel in the older man's home. Potts then ran off and jumped into the Raritan Bay, shovel in hand. The Advance describes that as being the end to an extended weekend of craziness by Potts, whose alleged avian homicide was simply a kick-off.

Witnesses said a man in his late teens or early 20s grabbed the helpless bird by its neck, struck it repeatedly with a baseball bat and kicked it in a Burger King parking lot on Page Avenue.

Continue reading "Bad Day For a Staten Island Peacock"

Awesome: The owner of a Burger King at Fifth Avenue and 36th Street is suing its landlord. Apparently the BK at 401 Fifth Avenue got infested with rats "after an adjacent Chinese restaurant shut down earlier this month," according to the NY Sun. And then when Inside Edition caught the rats inside the Burger King (as well as rats in other city restaurants), the owners decided to sue.

Inside Edition, better known for covering tabloid stories and entertainment, has found something that mixes the best of both worlds: Looking for rats in NYC restaurants. Perhaps the most famous restaurant goers these days are city rats, and Inside Edition was on them like paparazzi on Britney Spears:

INSIDE EDITION took to the streets of Manhattan between 1:00 AM and 4:00 AM peering their cameras and flashlights into the windows of a wide variety of eateries, from fast food places to fine dining establishments. INSIDE EDITION found many of the restaurants shared one common denominator, vermin.

The Forms (Steve Albini-recorded) shimmering rock is our new go-to comfort music after a terrible night finally ends. You know, when you've totalled the rental car but the stereo still works and all you need is something until the tow truck comes? This is that formally febrile, meticulously messy something.

A dispute between a manager of a Burger King and a neighborhood teen to a parking lot standoff where they both pulled guns. Sixteen year old Shaka Walcott was fatally shot in the torso while 45 year old Ronald Johannes was shot in the abdomen (he's in critical condition at Jacobi) on Saturday night. While it's unclear what led to guns being drawn by both parties, a week or two ago, Walcott was upset that Johannes wouldn't serve him when he was closing up the shop; they had a fight and Walcott spit on him. During the shooting, an employee said, "People were crying, screaming, yelling, everyone was on the floor."

Have you ever worried that you're not getting fat fast enough? If so, this Google Maps mashup may be the key to your peace of mind. It's pretty bare-bones right now-- just Burger King, McDonalds, and Wendys-- but there are enough data-points to get you started. Hopefully the author will add all the other fast-food chains soon-- especially the New York hometown favorites-- Ray's Pizza and Gray's Papaya. [Via Kottke.]

One of the most depraved crimes in recent memory is being relived at a murder trial in Brooklyn. Raymondo Jack, witness for the Brooklyn DA, testified to seeing Hunter College student Romona Moore tortured and chained in a Brooklyn basement in 2003. Jack had been visiting his friends Troy Hendrix and Kayson Pearson when they showed him Moore. Hendrix and Pearson had kidnapped the 23 year old as she was walking to a Burger King in East Flatbush, and subjected her to beatings, cuttings, cigarette burns and rape. Though Jack questioned the pair why they did this (and remembering they had smirks on their faces), Jack never told the police, simply leaving the apartment to go to a baby shower. Jack did tell his fiancee and fiancee's uncle, and suspects that the uncle called police, who only found Moore dead, dumped near a an ice cream truck. In a defense tactic, Pearson's lawyer tried to paint Jack as a criminal for not reporting the crime, "Did you understand that what you say you saw at that time was inhuman?"

Some people watch the Super Bowl for the game, some people watch it because they know there will be Buffalo wings at the gathering, and some people watch it for the ads. You can thank Ridley Scott, Chiat/Day and Apple for making Super Bowl Commercial Analysis as big as Monday Morning Quarterbacking. There are many places where you can watch last night's ads - Google Video, USA Today, AdAge, the NY Times - but Gothamist wants to talk about our favorites. We'd have to say the Burger King Whopperettes were awesome during the last 20 seconds, but the build-up was pretty annoying; BK bonus: the website lets you build your own burger. And because we things about stupid humans, Gothamist is a fan of the Bud Light's Magic Frdge spot. We would have hoped the Mastercard spot with MacGyver could have had Selma and Patty in it (the Simpsons did the MasterCard spot last year) and we think the FedEx spot was kind of goofy. The ESPN Mobile spot's usage of Chad and Jeremy's A Summer Song was cute, but it only made us want to see Rushmore again - or listen to the soundtrack. The Diet Pepsi ads were also dumb, but for a maybe fun NYC fact, we think the P.Diddy one was shot at the Power Station (it looked like it anyway...and sorry, Jay Mohr, your big news will be your engagement to Nikki Cox, not these ads). And who knew it was a Nassau Country Girl Scout Chorus that sang "True Colors" for the Dove ad?

Gothamist has our guacamole and Tostitos with a Hint of LIme (best tortilla chip ever!) and we're ready to see if anything crazy happens during the game.

- Burger King Chicken Tenders/McDonald's Chicken McNuggets - ""

By now we’ll assume most saw Episode III or are at least quite tired of seeing it butchered and plastered all over their Burger King fountain sodas. So I guess we can focus our attention back to more current matters, like deciphering Katie & Tom's publicity gymnastics (who else caught the jump, fall-to-one-knee, & arm wrestle move on Oprah?) and the new movies opening this weekend:

The other day we got an IM from Jake saying he was going to try the Enormous Omelet, the new breakfast sandwich from Burger King with more calories than a Whopper. He had read about it on CNN and was all excited to check it out. Now, we've been a tad worried about Jake ever since the Easter candy...um, incident, but we're afraid he might have just gone a bit too far this time. With 730 calories and 47 grams of fat, the Enormous Omelet consists of one sausage patty, two eggs, two American cheese slices and three strips of bacon. Maybe he needs the 1,860 milligrams of sodium to counteract all the sugar he ingested last week? Who knows. But the bottom line is that he said he was going to try it on Thursday, and we haven't heard a peep from him. Frankly, we're getting a little nervous. Has anyone else eaten one of these and survived?

We've read "Fast Food Nation." We've seen "Super Size Me." And, we've been queasy about fast food monoliths like McDonald's, Burger King and Taco Bell ever since. But, does fast food always have to mean bad food? (Not that Mickey D's fries aren't tasty - It's just that a large portion contains 520 calories, with 220 of those calories coming from fat.)

Are matzoh eaters fiercely loyal to their brands. with the shirts a way of expressing that or are the shirts a mere fashion statement? Is there a noticeable difference between the taste of Manischewitz matzoh and Streit's matzoh? If you're loyal to the Cincinnati based Manischewitz, you can buy your shirt here and if you like the Lower East Side's Streit's, you can buy your shirt here. All with plenty of time until Passover.

Caroline Castiglia, Comedy Queen

, a photography exhibit at the Municipal Art Society gallery, closing this Thursday, July 8.

Maccers, Fembot