The NYMag.com headline grabbed me:

Slushies Get Their Moment in the Sun

This is due to the awesome slushitos I enjoyed in DC at my friend’s restaurant, Estadio. I want more, and preferably closer to home.

The funny part about this article though is that it included a slushie named for my friend Mark:

Mother’s Ruin

18 Spring St., nr. Elizabeth St.; no phone

Check the chalkboard for the slushie of the day, which changes at least twice a week and has lately vacillated between a Pimm’s Cup and the passion-fruit-and-tequila Marky Mark, named for the brunch bartender.

Obviously I have to try the Marky Mark. Care to join me?

Update (2014): more NYC slushie action.