Longer Line, Better Food?
This morning as I was lying in bed, Epicurious asked me an interesting question. What’s the longest I’ve ever waited in line for something edible? I usually scoff at the masses perennially lined up outside of Grimaldi’s in DUMBO. It’s just pizza, after all. And everyone knows the best time to get a slice at Artichoke is when you’re too drunk to notice its scalding cheese is ravaging the roof of your mouth.
Eater has their choice for longest line in New York. But does longest line equal longest wait? In Montreal, smoked meat emporium Schwartz’s is never without a procession of people. I hear the line up for a Pink’s hot dogs in Hollywood is a killer, while Tommy’s Hamburgers has a snake of line, but it moves. And to answer the original question, the longest I’ve ever waited in line for something edible was three hours this morning, for a bacon and egg McGriddle. They’re that good.