The NYMag.com headline grabbed me:
Slushies Get Their Moment in the Sun
The funny part about this article though is that it included a slushie named for my friend Mark:
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.