I have always been a little skeptical about the existence of the secret Chick-Fil-A at NYU. My coworker insisted that I was a liar and that absolutely no Chick-Fil-A exists anywhere in New York City (kind of like when Kelsey didn’t believe me when I told her that baby watermelons were real). Anyway, so I went there, and it was real.
And nope! No student ID was necessary.