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01-05-2006 07:16 PM |
Calling All Meanies
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Originally posted by notcasesensitive
There are still Carvel signs around in NY (or there were when I was there last, a year or so ago), but there don't seem to be solely Carvel stores (the one I was in sold Carvel ice cream and greasey greasey pizza - I had both), so maybe the franchise went under. I used to insist on Carvel ice cream cake every birthday (from, let's say, the ages of 8 through 18). The crumbled up cookies in the center and the electric green and blue gel frosting... Sigh.
Any NYers want to ship one out to me next month?
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From ice-cream cakes to Real Italian Bread (the kind you can't get in San Francisco), there are many reasons to live in TCOTU.
But Carvel isn't a NYC thing as much as a Lawn Guyland icon. In the town where I grew up, the Carvel was conveniently located in the same strip mall as the 7-11. This meant that your friend with the good fake ID could get the twelve-pack of Bud (or at least four or five tallboys) that you'd drink in your buddy's Mustang out in the parking lot while you all smoked the last of the dirt weed. When you were good and high, you staggered into Carvel and picked up one of those long plastic sleeves full of flying saucers. These could be eaten or traded with the other members of the 7-11 parking lot social club for cigarettes, Bud tall boys or more dirt weed (depending on how high the other guy was and how badly he wanted a flying saucer right that minute.) Then we'd all go pull a train on paigow. |
