The tiniest, cutest l’il olé Stewart’s you’ll ever see. It’s so small and cute it should be called Stewie’s. The cash register barely fits, there’s no gas, and there is only one non-ice cream aisle of snacks(well, two if you count both sides of the island). There are still two of Stewart’s(excuse me, Stewie’s) celebrated tables inside, only one is a tiny two-person booth and the other is a high-top crammed against the window also with only two seats. It’s sort of tucked away on a less traveled section of Consaul(well, relatively) right on the Colonie-Niskayuna border. Devilishly hard to turn into westbound during the morning rush or out of westbound during the evening rush.