A Stroll into Times Square

A Stroll into Times Square

Madame Tussaud’s is now at Times Square within spitting distance of Ripley’s Believe it or Not.  I am getting kind of frustrated with coming into New York so often and not spending a bit of quality time in the theatre district seeing one or two good plays.  Today when I went on one of my usual scouting strolls in the Fashion District of Manhattan I walked all the way form W35th Street to Times Square.  I made my usual forays into the occasional stores, today clothing, perfume and sports wear.  (Mental note:  Need to check out the wholesaler for Champion brand gym wear).

By the time I had arrived at Times Square I had taken a quick look inside the entrance of Madame Tussaud's wax museum.  Nick Cage was at the window, and Morgan Freeman was the darling of the tourists at the street side.  Knowing that my wife had gone to the London museum in the 80s I could have darted in but it wasn't the kind of thing I wanted to do on my own. 

Ripley’s Believe it or Not had a vortex display in the lobby as a teaser, and the street side promoter invited me to look around in lobby after I told him I wanted to do the tour but not without my wife, who was shopping in the Fashion District. 

The flashing lights and huge advertising boards of Times Square affixed me to the spot for a good five minutes that I spent right before the Police Post.  JVC had some great ads for a new line of video camera. 


Photo by Glendon Caballero
Photo by Glendon Caballero

All that walking made me hungry so I tried Dallas BBQ, where the ratio of team members to customers made me wonder if they made a profit.  Within the 45 minute of your dining time you interacted with at least four persons; all of them polite and prompt; from the greeter to the busboy. 

Posters advertised that NY Giants wide receiver Steve Smith would be at the restaurant in the evening.

I was content to eat my quarter chicken with cornbread and baked potato.  The potato was wonderful, and the corn bread was delicious too; but I was a little disappointed that they did not offer vegetables with this regular meal since I was definitely not going to purchase any side order, not even drinks.  Sometimes I dine like that.  Since I prefer to keep it economical when travelling.  And even back home I would eat a lot of fruits (even vegetables sometimes) naturally instead of buying juice.     The BBQ chicken a bit overdone maybe, I am not much of a chicken man, since in my subconscious I am already a vegetarian.  So now you understand why I was disappointed with the meal being served without vegetables.


From my window seat I dined while enjoying a fabulous view of 42nd Street, mainly looking at the entrance of Modells and the IMAX Theatre.    I glanced around the inside of the restaurant and noticed that the place was only 15% occupied, and with a youngish crowd.  The art work wanted to suggest Wild West.  In the upstairs dining room where I ate an entire wall was taken up with a 3D herd of stallions galloping across a windy scene.

Later as I made my exit I  noticed a large prairie scene with two Indian watering their horses by a stream as corn roasted on nearby fire or something. 

I use two things to measure a place of service; the customer service and the bathroom.  The customer service is great, the bathroom clean but in need of two more stalls, and needed to be mopped more often. 

I have a question, why is there the need to have bins on the inside of the stall for male rest room?  I can understand that females needed to dispose of tampons and sanitary pads.  But why put bins on inside of male stalls?  Is there a new regulation New York regarding some politically correct pressure group or something.  The age of correctness! 

I walked back into the Fashion District thinking that contrary to my original plan to walk point for the shopping genius, the high point of my little stroll to Time Square was my enjoyable meal at Dallas BBQ.

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glendoncaba 6 years ago from Somewhere in the hubverse Author

Went back to Dallas BBQ today with my wife. She had catfish and yellow rice. Again I had the quarter chicken.

We shared a virgin Pina Colada. She enjoyed the drink and little else. Poor lady, her health-conscious vegetarian sensibiity became upset when she saw platters of wings and platefuls of fries being served.

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