Thurdsday,
January 21st, 2010
Katz's Deli
The walls of Katz's Delicatessen are literally covered with photos and/or headshots of famous patrons: Bill Clinton, Matthew Broderick & Sarah Jessica parker, Billy Crystal & Meg Ryan, for example.
If you've never eaten here, it's a trip. When you enter, you pass through a toinstyle and a security guard hands you a paper ticket. On one side is a list of prices up to $4.00. On the other side is where the staff writes down a running total of your food order. Don't lose your ticket!!! You'll need to surrender it when you leave!
I immediately went for the grilled knockwurst with mustard on seedles rye to die for. In addition, I selected the finest square potato knish this side of Brooklyn. Robert went for the hot dog and steak fries. The rest of the crew waited lovingly for one of the three heartbreaking sandwiches—Pastrami, Corned Beef and Tongue. And Pickles. It's not Kosher, but it's pretty damn authentically Kosher-style.
I'm told the house beer also hails from Brooklyn, specifically the Brooklyn Brewery. It's hard to know if such stories are true or merely apocryphal. But anyway, you don't go hungry in such a place.
The decor is Forties-not-so-modern. The bathroom appears to be tiny, like something something Clark Kent would use to slip into something more comfortable. But once you open the door, you realize that it opens into a large men's room with high ceilings. Go figure! Anyway, they kicked us out of this joint, too, at 11:00 PM. Probably just as well...
The Twins were fading fast and Kevin had to go back to work after his "break." So we parted ways, but not before some Habs fan took our picture, eh? Apparently, this guy was hanging out in front of Katz's promoting his favorite deli in Montreal. Now THAT's competition! (more) ==>
