Today is too gorgeous to not eat out in an open space. It’s 72 degrees Fahrenheit, warm, and sunny…so why not? Since I have no clue what restaurants actually has good food and a nice outdoor seating, I went back to Shake Shack. I know I went here last week but I changed my order a bit to expand my horizons on their menu.
When I got here at 11:05 A.M., there’s already a line formed unlike last week. The line is actually about halfway to the end of the block on Madison Avenue and 28th Street. It’s not terrible but I had to wait about 15 minutes ’til I got to order. I ended up choosing a Chicago dog ($3.25), a regular sized Arnold Palmer ($2.00), and a double dip chocolate custard ($3.25). Just to let you know what’s an Arnold Palmer, it’s basically iced tea mixed with lemonade. I don’t really know why I ordered it and it doesn’t go with a hot dog, but I did.
I did receive their ShackWand as you have seen from my last post. But this time my order took a shorter time than I have expected. I got my order in about 10 minutes. Here’s my food.
The Arnold Palmer and Chicago Dog
Chocolate Custard and the Chicago Dog
I ate the chocolate custard first since it looks about to melt to a chocolate custard soup, which is not what I want to eat.
Creamy chocolate goop
It actually tasted pretty good. It’s smooth, creamy, a bit dense, and it’s not too sweet. I just wished that the custard was not so melted. Eh, that’s the major problem whenever it’s too warm for any frozen treat.
The Chicago dog was interesting and different.
Chicago Dog with ketchup
The hot dog is made from all beef. It tasted great but I’m just not too fond of the condiments used on this hot dog. It’s just too much stuff on top. I liked the relish and mustard but the hot peppers, sliced red bell pepper strips, onions, and cucumbers was a little too over the top for me. The poppy seed hot dog bun was good though.
As I eat my lunch, I kept note of how crazy the line keeps getting longer and longer to the point that if you were to take your lunch hour here you’ve wasted it, leaving empty handed (and an empty stomach). Here’s a couple of photos to explain what I mean.
The line at 11:50 A.M.
The line at 12:05 P.M.
The end of the line at 12:05 P.M. That’s if I was there but thankfully, I don’t.
The scene at 11:50 A.M. already astounded me when the line is already reaching the subway station at the corner of Broadway and 23rd Street. But once you hit at five after twelve, forget about eating here! I would find another place to eat, unless I had nothing better to do than wait for another two hours for a darn burger and shake. Trust me, I don’t have that kind of patience and stamina to wait that long.