Evelyn Drinkery said as he whipped the lounge's NYC Cream into a froth. Two metal straws were issued, and we waited eagerly like kids at an old-school soda fountain while he got the white cream to stand at attention. There are a lot of old school flourishes at this watering hole - the bartender promised that they are the only joint doing proper egg creams (which do not actually contain eggs). These were the drink du jour back in late 19th-Century New York - though they were usually served without booze, a little hit of rum is just the type of modern-day modification us 21st Century-types enjoy.
The drink was placed in front of us, and we got to work - trying to sip as much as we could before the fizz began to settle. Dark chocolate syrup was mixed with cacao milk, house seltzer and Santa Teresa 1796 rum. Sadly, we came in slightly above the three minute mark. We'll just have to do better next time, which is as good an excuse to go back as any (171 Avenue C).