The address, 245 West 46th Street, just east of Eighth Avenue, turned out to be Backstage Food Hall, made to look like a Broadway theater. Entering the darkened space, I stumbled into what looked like a production of a lost Samuel Beckett play: A man sat in a window, head cradled in his hands as if waiting for delivery cyclists.
These consoles listed 20 restaurants, mainly featuring bowls, burgers, cookies, salads, and sushi, including Birdbox. (Eater is checking into whether Birdbox is a pop-up, here for the long haul, or introducing a Birdsong spinoff in a different location in the future.)
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