It’s Date Night

On a recent night in the East Village of Manhattan, the Avenue A sidewalk brimmed with chattering bargoers as Tupac’s “California Love” blared from an indeterminable source. A marquee loomed above, and through a veil of vape and cigarette exhaust, its two words beckoned: “DATE SHAKE.”My companions and I piled into Superiority Burger at the promise of cooling, caramel creaminess. But it was later than any of us…