I love me some pizza. And I love me some butter. Yet the smell of these delicious foods do not connect in my brain. Why am I saying that? Because K! PizzaCone(325 Fifth Ave., Manhattan) smells like the concession line at a movie theatre (read: hot, fake butter; is it diacetyl?).
Friendly PizzaCone employees tell me pepperoni is the favorite cone, but they have as many toppings as you could ever want. And by toppings of course I mean fillings. In terms of transportation (walking from Fifth Ave to the Garden), these things are ideal, not that I'm a big supporter of walking-and-eating but you do have to have it consumed before you enter MSG. I do not recommend attempting to sneak this product in in your pocket as it will undoubtedly be soggy by the time you get to your seat.