Sparky Kronkite
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Finally! I finally did it - after living here in NYC for 4 whole years, I finally made it to the Soup Nazi's to pick up soup for lunch.
And it's very much like the Seinfeld episode.
The entire kitchen is a box-like 20'x20' room - with four Armenian looking, SS (Storm Souper's?) officers, clab in soup-soaked whites. Two of'em dish out the soup - another one wipes down the sides of the cartons and puts the to-go bags together. And to-go is the only way to-go - becasue this ain't no resturant - it's litterally a hole-in-the-wall. If you want soup - you wait in-line on the side walk and you order from the side walk and you pay there on the sidewalk. There's even yellow "feet" painted on the side walk so you won't mill around (a big no-no) or get lost. The Soup Nazi himself takes your order and man's the cash register. The guy I was with - he only got slightly scolded for not "moving down fast enough" and not following the yellow footprints.
There's about 8 choices of soups - I got chicken/brocolli for the Shebabe and seafood/corn chowder for myself. I got large's - which look about like a quart. $20!!!!! It ain't fuckin' cheap - no. But you do get quite a bit of fresh fruit, fresh baked roll and even a chocolate covered cherry.
Now, the line seems to remain steady from well before lunch until early evening - always about 10 to 20 folks in line. But we only waited about 5 minutes. I figure that during those afternoon hours the Nazi is makin' about $15 to $20 bucks a freakin' minute. Now that's some fucking cash! And for NYC his overhead is way fucking low. It's no wonder he shuts down over the entire summer and takes vacation in the Hamptons.
Hah! An Armenian Nazi makin' money like a Jew. Sometimes I crack myself up.
Oh, the soup? It was fucking great. Really! Worth the whole ordeal. I would advise anyone to go.
So go! Whenever you get to town.
And it's very much like the Seinfeld episode.
The entire kitchen is a box-like 20'x20' room - with four Armenian looking, SS (Storm Souper's?) officers, clab in soup-soaked whites. Two of'em dish out the soup - another one wipes down the sides of the cartons and puts the to-go bags together. And to-go is the only way to-go - becasue this ain't no resturant - it's litterally a hole-in-the-wall. If you want soup - you wait in-line on the side walk and you order from the side walk and you pay there on the sidewalk. There's even yellow "feet" painted on the side walk so you won't mill around (a big no-no) or get lost. The Soup Nazi himself takes your order and man's the cash register. The guy I was with - he only got slightly scolded for not "moving down fast enough" and not following the yellow footprints.
There's about 8 choices of soups - I got chicken/brocolli for the Shebabe and seafood/corn chowder for myself. I got large's - which look about like a quart. $20!!!!! It ain't fuckin' cheap - no. But you do get quite a bit of fresh fruit, fresh baked roll and even a chocolate covered cherry.
Now, the line seems to remain steady from well before lunch until early evening - always about 10 to 20 folks in line. But we only waited about 5 minutes. I figure that during those afternoon hours the Nazi is makin' about $15 to $20 bucks a freakin' minute. Now that's some fucking cash! And for NYC his overhead is way fucking low. It's no wonder he shuts down over the entire summer and takes vacation in the Hamptons.
Hah! An Armenian Nazi makin' money like a Jew. Sometimes I crack myself up.
Oh, the soup? It was fucking great. Really! Worth the whole ordeal. I would advise anyone to go.
So go! Whenever you get to town.
