I come to you with shattering and deeply, deeply disturbing news: NYC Icy is no more. I suspected something was amiss, since the store hasn't been open at all for the past month or so, but a walk-by this afternoon confirmed:
I had valiantly tried to keep them afloat singlehandedly, but apparently my cup-a-day habit was not enough to pay Manhattan rents. The audible "NO!" I let out while walking alone on the sidewalk today barely touches the surface of my grief. NYC Icy, rest in peace: the world is worse off without you.