I love NY. Something new to put a smile on my face everytime I visit.
I just got back from a round of interviews with a couple agencies (thinking about moving back) and I came across this “thing” on St. Marks (for those of you who are NYC-illiterate, that’s in the East Village).
Its called The Automat.
The best way I can describe it is a humongous vending machine. I’m sure everything is very healthy. Who wouldn’t want Grilled Cheese out of a coin-op. How about some hot wings? Don’t forget the pork buns. Yuuuuuuuummmmmy! Temptation… maybe if I was a full bottle of Patrone deep, and god hope the amount of alcohol would kill anything that made its way into my body, I might consider it. But who wants vendor food when you can’t feel your face? Gimme a slice! Rosario’s. John’s. Come on, its a vending machine!! I’m not quite sure of the quality, and don’t think my digestive system would ever forgive me for taking part in this culinary experiment. When I walked by, people were looking at it more like they saw Criss Angel stuffing himself into one of the food slots for his A&E show rather than debating about something that is appetizing.
Would you buy something from here?
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