Brendan holding order buzzer at the Shake Shack
Today was sunny and warm–the first really warm day of Spring. Brendan and I hit the Shake Shack in Madison Square Park beneath the Met Life clock and a stone’s throw from the Flatiron Building. The line was 15 minutes, but was twice as long when we left. A bevy of nuns in full habit sat nearby, probably in town for the Pope’s visit.
Flat Iron print on W25th Street
