By
Ben Barna
July 16, 2008
This morning as I was lying in bed, Epicurious asked me an interesting question. What’s the longest I’ve ever waited in line for something edible? I usually scoff at the masses perennially lined up outside of Grimaldi’s in DUMBO. It's just pizza, after all. And everyone knows the best time to get a slice at Artichoke is when you’re too drunk to notice its scalding cheese is ravaging the roof of your mouth.
