I came across this scene in front of my very good friend Mason Reese's Destinations on Ave A & E 13th Street this evening. I went to line-up for my free ice cream, only to discover that it costs cash money. Then I saw that it was Gay Ice Cream, and that explained the line snaking around the corner. You can't get Gay Ice Cream by going to a store, it has to come to you.
There was also a cupcake truck with its own share of carb-loaders lined up but it disappeared just as I arrived with the camera. Coincidence?
The third truck raking it in on the same corner was selling scallion pancakes. Yes, it was.