Eating my First Ramen Burger at Smorgasburg, Brooklyn’s Culinary Wild West

I leave New York in five days. That sentence is painful to type.

Today involved me packing up my dozens of playbills and tickets into a box to ship home, then editing mass-shooting videos, graphics, and stories at work. All in all, not the best day.

However, my final trip to Brooklyn and Smorgasburg Prospect Park this afternoon for my first ramen burger was delightful. The verdict: I’m a fan! Definite level-up from a regular bun. My burger was juicy and tender, and had just the right amount of sauce.

Unlike the gimmicky fish-unicorn ice cream cone from Taiyaki NYC or the cookie dough flavors that all kind of tasted the same from DO, Cookie Dough Confections, this is an Instagrammable craze, like the original Brooklyn rainbow bagel, that I can get behind.

Also, a New York Times story I edited made A1 today (this one about Trump courting black voters). I’d also just like to emphasize that I’ve had the capability (and power) to go in and edit any story on The New York Times website for the past 10 weeks — which reporters do not have — so that’s been surreal.

I also got to edit a Yankees story tonight that referenced events at the game I attended last night. Me: “Hey, I was at that game!” *All the editing joy*

And finally, I handled a longer and more somber story about the future of gun control legislation in the wake of the weekend’s mass shootings. One noteworthy quote: "Yet there were few signs the El Paso and Dayton mass shootings would lead to calls for additional gun restrictions any different from those already being pushed by Democrats."