Yesterday's New York Times arrived with a trend piece so ridiculous that even its own author acknowledged its weightlessness with the aside "don't wear yourself out looking for statistical surveys on this one." The story concerns ice obsessives, those folks who "forego refrigerator ice altogether in favor of the commercially produced kind" and "set out on a kind of gourmet ice hegira (Safeway to Gristedes to Fairway) whenever friends come to drink." Well, sure, who doesn't have a few friends like that in their lives? But then there was this: