Slumming it a bit with a stunt-ish review, the New Yorker drops by K! Pizzacone in New York City: "That every bite tastes like run-of-the-mill pizza isn’t the most upsetting drawback. Paying a premium to eat a cone of pizza in the nucleus of touristdom makes even the most confident native feel like a chump." [New Yorker]
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