Serendipity 3 Redux

I Don't Think There's a Serendipity 1 or 2

The actual name of the restaurant is Serendipity 3, and this is the third mention of it in this blog. The first mention was in June 2006 when I managed to squeeze a photograph of its exquisite confection, the Frozen Hot Chocolate, in a margin. This timeless blog was the first to introduce the world to USDUC, the United States Department of Unintended Consequences, currently under the DOGE gun. The second mention was in November of the same year, when, throwing bandwidth into orbit, a larger photo of its signature confection was presented. Decades later, bandwidth be damned* and after a tragic hiatus during which the restaurant changed ownership and quality suffered, they're back!

If you're a New Yorker (or ex-New Yorker), you'll have no trouble believing that sign, having probably accounted for one or more of them yourself. I'll admit to consuming perhaps .0001 per cent of the total over the years, and it would have been more if the line to get in weren't so long back in its heyday. The occasion for my most recent visit was a desire to see if they had rehabilitated themselves after a disappointing experience years ago. They have! The FHC was almost up to their early standards and the clutter was greatly reduced**.

I had intended this to be a largely word-free blog after recent excesses, but I needed to gush. There shall be more FHCs in my future! With some difficulty I have spared you the deconstruction of the sales receipt, which I improvidently photographed. It may well make an appearance when I'm feeling cranky.

* Or progress be praised. You decide.
** I suspect that a previous interaction with the NYC Department of Health or whatever they style themselves may have encouraged their improved physical accessibility and other issues as well.