The Overexamined Life of A.V. Phibes

How to transport a pizza on an airplane: in which we take a pizza from New York to Mexico City

The trouble is, these are the sort of challenges that me and Richard love.  So when we were planning to visit a friend in Mexico City and we asked if he wanted us to bring him anything from New York and his response was "I'd say a pizza, but I know you probably can't do that,"  well, we had to rise to the challenge...

Manhattan's secret Chick-Fil-A: Yes, there is one Chick-Fil-A in New York City and this is where it is:

 

I first heard about it around two years ago.  It was my boyfriend, formerly from Atlanta, who had discovered it and he was spreading the word to his other southern-transplant friends:  "There's a secret Chick-Fil-A in Manhattan!"  

People in New York know it, people not in New York are surprised, but there is no Chick-Fil-A in either restaurant or mall food court form in the entire city of New York.  There is, however, a Chick-Fil-A express hidden away in the dining hall of an NYU dorm near Washington Square Park.  For the layperson, if you didn't know where to look, you'd never find it.  Even if you look it up on Yelp, the map directions are fairly inaccurate.  Hence our calling it "The secret Chick-Fil-A."