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I had lunch at the famed
Frank Gehry-designed
Condé Nast Cafeteria the other day. The place is spectacular. Custom-designed booths enclosed in curved glass panels, perimeter walls clad in blue titanium panels and ash-veneer plywood floors. Oh, and they have food.
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The salad bar and the attitude were all too predictable. But the taco station and the plethora of desserts they had for the taking was perplexing — until I remembered that the binge-and-purge crowd needs something to keep 'em happy, too. Yum.
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