That is a condiment container in the bathroom of this little cafe in Brooklyn by the name of Outpost. What’s in it? Handsoap.
In theory, I guess this is a cute idea, but in actual practice….No. I’ve seen some of the people coming out of the bathroom at Outpost and I’m not trynna think about them pooping, wiping, and then picking up the bottle of handsoap! I get squicked out enough just pushing a little pump handle in the bathroom, but I have to wrap my whole hand around this possibly doo-doo infested bottle just to get some soap!? Yeah, I know I’m about to wash my hands right after, but I don’t need those 3 seconds of somebody else’s poop hand germs in my palm.
Brooklyn be makin no kinds of sense sometimes.