The Stoned Crow is a happy example of that most venerable institution, the dive bar. If the movie posters on the walls (and in the bathroom!) don't quite tip you off to this, then the none-too-fancy tables and chairs in the back, by the pool table, probably will.
I do not typically eat at dive bars. I am usually quite suspect of their kitchens. However, when you have come for a burger, then bigod you order a burger.
I already was feeling favorable about this place when I saw the description of "The Crow Burger": 1/2 pound of ground beef topped with american or cheddar cheese, bacon, lettuce, tomato, white onion and pickles on the side. It was $12 but for the West Village, it's not so bad. Also, this is a half pound of meat. That is a BIG burger.
Now, many cheeseburger purists will be angry, but I have to say: I want a choice of cheese, dammit. I just don't like American cheese on my burger. There. I said it. I contend that "Cheddah makes it bettah".
My medium Crow Burger showed up perfectly cooked, with a little bit of crunch on the outside. The bacon added a lovely level of saltyness without being overwhelming (granted, it would take a lot to overwhelm 1/2 lb. of ground beef). The bun was too small & unsturdy for such a giant burger. A toasted hard roll might be a better option. About 3/4 of the way through, my burger was a bit of a mess, falling onto my paper plate. For taste, though, I'd have to say this burger is second only to my ever-beloved Shake Shack.
In Sum: Yum!!!!!! Will definitely visit again.
Other notes: The fries were good & standard. My beer (Harp) was enjoyable. Our midweek visit meant the bar was not very crowded. Visit the ladies room for pics of your favorite (?) stars, straight outta Tiger Beat.
-- Contribution by Beth "give me beef or give me death" Devlin
-- Contribution by Beth "give me beef or give me death" Devlin
