What DO you do in this situation?! Keep on walking or ride it out?

Like thighs? How about pies? Or maybe just fried chicken?
According to the masses (read: a Twitter search), Pies N’ Thighs is open for business as of today!


Mmmm. Was it worth the wait, y’all? I may have a date with the deep fryer tomorrow in the name of investigative journalism…
Update: And indeed they are.

Thank you videogum for this gem. If anyone needs us, we’ll be busy searching for this dance party. (Suggestions welcome!)

Turns out his name is Chris Lancaster. Our buddies over at And I Am Not Lying have the whole story in case you missed it.

Now they’re busing the hipsters into Manhattan:

‚”There’s no sitting on the party bus!” screamed a bearded man sporting a neck tattoo and glistening in sweat. He was stomping up the aisle of a pulsating bus — part of a crowd of about 30, drinking free Budweisers and catching a free ride from Williamsburg, Brooklyn, to the Rusty Knot, a campy nautical-themed bar in the West Village.
It takes about 60 minutes to drive from Brooklyn to the bar, on West Street, with one extended stop in the East Village. But unlike most trips winding through the city, this does not seem like the longest hour of the riders’ lives — not in a bus tricked out with a dance floor, moody lighting, a D.J. and free alcohol. Not with Judas Priest blasting and cigarette smoke billowing.
‚”This bus is a little bit like going back to the New York of the ’70s or ’80s, when it wasn’t about the money, it was about the spirit,” said Richard Mark Jordan, an actor from Bushwick who was gyrating in the aisle with friends and high-fiving strangers.

Our friend from Brooklyn Based gets a nice shout:

‚”It has the novelty of being a little field trip,” said Chrysanthe Tenentes, the managing editor of a local-events Web site, Brooklyn Based. ‚”It’s so far on the West Side, it’s almost Jersey.”