In New York, this describes pretty much anything you can think of, but I'm referring specifically to food. Whatever you want, whenever you want it, wherever you may be. Within the city limits, that is, and probably only certain parts of the city limits - I don't fancy your chances of getting Vietnamese at 4am in the suburbs of Staten Island.
But here in Manhattan, the eating world is your oyster! Everywhere delivers. Some of the nicest restaurants in Manhattan deliver. You can get Balthazar delivered. Which is decidedly excellent on nights like these, when exhaustion and apathy set in and the only options that seem to present themselves are not eating, eating cheese on toast, or ordering in. Not eating, or eating cheese on toast, seems a bit rude when you're surrounded by literally thousands of options, so order in we did! Not Balthazar - no. We had something else in mind.
For 20-something New Yorkers, H1 and I don't order in all that often. We go out to eat quite a bit, and we both enjoy cooking, so we do quite a lot of that, but ordering in tends to be a last resort. Not because it's not good - it is - but because it's not as good as eating our own meals or just going out to a restaurant.
Except, that is, when it's Blockheads. Blockheads is a Tex-Mex place with a few locations - one of which is wonderfully close to our place - that mainly does burritos. Super-super-sized burritos. H1 and I order one, and split it in two, and that is plenty of food, and oh, also, also, it is awesomely good food. Fresh and tasty and light and satisfying. Everything that good Tex-Mex should be, but too often isn't.