It never fails. Whether we’ve grooved at a show at Crowbar, the Ritz or Market on 7th, somehow we always end our Ybor concert experience here on the cheap. And if we’re coming from the Orpheum three blocks away, we pass up another pizza joint just for a taste of New York New York. All it’ll take is a big ol’ thin-crust slice of cheese, and occasionally a Sprite, to rejuvenate after booty-bumpin’ your friends and screaming the lyrics along with your favorite bands.
This article appears in Sep 18-24, 2014.