Obsessive Failure

So the CC seems to have lied albeit inadvertently. He has not sourced that elusive cuttlefish ink.

They lied. They always do!

Armed with a map of the Upper West Side, the CC scoured every single store between 72nd and 96th St, and nary a store carried it. The closest he came was one store that "usually" carries it. Ironically, this store is among the closest to the CC's apartment.

Yes, the CC is aware that he takes "obsessive compulsive" to a new level but what better way to spend a Friday evening than searching for "black nectar"?

After that, he called every single fancy store in town, and only one had it, and that too for nose-bleed prices.

There's always the internet but the CC remains optimistic. New York's reputation as a foodie town is on the line here!