Bubbly Street Cookie on Central Park South
I haven’t seen a Street Cookie in awhile… You know, the random object in the middle of the sidewalk that seems misplaced, weird or possessed. This is a Street Cookie because it story-tells with its image alone. An empty champagne bottle on swanky Central Park South. A statement of the surrounding real estate (it aint a 40-ounce). Was it a tourist who consumed it stumbling down the block to their hotel? Was it left by a silly, slightly overweight, over-tanned, under-age group of girls shouting from the sun-roof of a limo-Hummer? What was the consumer celebrating? New York New York? Wedding, prom, life, sorrow? What story landed that bottle directly in front of the tree? Was it planted there on purpose? It’s a Street Cookie, alright.
