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I was a little early
for an afternoon meeting with a client, and hadn't eaten a damn thing
all day. Not a good thing when you're heading in to present work to
a conference room full of folks who are giving you gobs of money not
to be a drooling, anemic crapface. The only joint I spied that filled
my three prerequisites of speed, nourishment and palmability was City
Bakery. I waited in line behind a bunch of coffee and snack junkies
who were clearly out for their post-lunch sugar and caffeine rush,
and they wanted it bad. Bad enough to get completely abused by the
bitchy man making the coffee that they were paying their hard-earned
money to guzzle. The guy had more attitude than a rabid Chihuahua,
sneering and snarkily rolling his eyes, shaking his head and snapping
at orderers who didn't follow procedure to a T. Surprisingly, not
a single person seemed to mind this craptastic display of assholery.
Maybe people in NYC like getting abused, or perhaps these people,
like crackheads, just wanted their caffeine fix so badly, they would
put up with any debasement just to get that sweet, sweet hit of the
brown stuff. I skipped the drink and got a chocolate chip cookie that
looked awesome but was cloyingly sweet, and terribly overpriced. I'm
always shocked when places that purport to be bakeries don't actually
make decent baked things. It seems kind of like a no-brainer, right?
In any case, the space is still as cool as it was back in the day
when I used to sit and drink beers at Zip City Brewery and its horrible
follow up, the Tap Room. Shame most people
are in and out, and mostly locked in diabetic stupors, and probably
don't see a thing beyond the croissants and attitude. [MF]
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