Friends don’t let friends go to Stand–the burger place on E. 12th Street–without ordering the toasted marshmallow milkshake. It fell upon me yesterday, after seeing “Synecdoche, NY” with Craig and his filmmaker friend David Russo (whose own movie, “The Immaculate Conception of Little Dizzle”, premiered at Sundance this year) to shepherd them both to Stand for burgers and, of course, the toasted marshmallow milkshake. I was so forceful on the latter front–“You’ve gotta get the toasted marshmallow milkshake,” I began; “It’s really one of the best milkshakes I’ve ever had”, I continued; “Aren’t you going to order it?” I begged when neither person ordered it–that my plan backfired: these two were going to need a more direct intervention. I ordered the milkshake for myself.
What makes it so good? Do I really need to tell you?
I’m pretty sure they make the marshmallows themselves (awesome fact #1), then they toast the marshmallows to a beautiful golden brown (awesome fact #2), and then they blend it all into a milkshake with creamy, dreamy homemade ice cream (awesome fact #3.)
I mean look at this:
That’s heaven in a drinking glass. And David, who doesn’t really like marshmallows, conceded after one sip: “That’s pretty damn good.”
And Craig? Craig couldn’t get enough. He had an ear-to-ear grin on his face and later he told someone it was “the best milkshake I ever had.”
So as I said, friends don’t let friends go to Stand without ordering the toasted marshmallow milkshake. It’s the kind of milkshake that changes lives. Go change yours now.