Can't beat MJ's meat
This is the third installment of Cajun Tomato’s NYC 100, an ongoing daily series chronicling my experiences and observations as a new New Yorker.
While working a yogurt promo Friday outside Grand Central Terminal, I performed an unpaid, unscientific survey of Michael Jordan’s global icon status. I’ll get to my findings below.
A little background: An awning with the words Michael Jordan’s The Steakhouse N.Y.C. hung in front of one of our yogurt booths. Promo workers refer to this as a slam dunk. Promo workers=me.
My main job Friday involved dollying yogurt-filled coolers from Vanderbilt Avenue to 42nd and Park. I also transported cases from time to time. This was when Michael Jordan came in handy.
Can I get a case, strangers asked. No, I replied, we’re handing ‘em out near the Michael Jordan banner.
I had Jamaicans, Indians, Asians, Eastern Europeans, and others approach me. They begged and begged for free yogurt but not a single one asked me who Michael Jordan was. The man is still a global icon.
Are his steaks worth $40? That’s an unscientific survey for another day.
Check back Sunday for the fourth installment of Cajun Tomato’s NYC 100. Also, check back for my live review of M83 in New Jersey and thoughts on LSU’s football game against Florida.
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