Since my Chowhound credentials didn''t get me into the pre-opening, I was determined to beat the rest of the non-food bloggers to the opening of Milk Bar. I was number 10 in line at 8:40am with the opening at 9am. They actually opened right on time. Of course the woman in front of me had to order one of every pie and cookie and pork bun in the place to go which knocked out the cashier. The pizza ovens were turning out gorgeous loaves of bread (some with blue cheese baked in?) when the ovens started smoking. No panic as they propped open the doors to clear out the haze. I should've ordered the pork bun with egg which I saw someone else having. (note to self: short McDonald's stock at the open Monday as these will undoubtedly make egg McMuffins obsolete). Instead I ordered the volcano. If Yonah Schimmel in its heyday had the foresight and lack of religion to insert bacon, onion and gruyere into their knishes, this is what you would've gotten. It was unbelievable. Knowing Chang would not be content to merely dethrone McDonald's and Jewish street food, I ordered the chocolate milk and the softserve pistachio with pretzels crumbled on top. Had the chocolate milk been hot , it would've blown away every hot chocolate in the city (and I've had all of them). it was frothy, with the most intense milk chocolate flavor I've ever had. Finally say goodbye to Mr. Softee, Custard King and all the ice cream wannabes. The pistachio softserve (which I enjoyed as much as the concord grape they served at Burger Bash but which I guess didn't make the cut here) was brilliant, sweet, salty, caramel and the pretzels crushed as a topping which I thought would screw it up actually enhanced the umami. I am not a David Chang stalker-haven't even been to Ko yet-but this place is brilliant.