Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Pastrami, Stars & Sweet, Sweet Knishes
I tried to take Mom and Dad to my favorite restaurant in New York -- Clinton Street Bakery -- but a 90 minute wait convinced us to change our plans. Instead we ended up a few blocks away at Katz's Delicatessen. It was a good choice.
You might know Katz's for the famous scene set there in "When Harry Met Sally," but it's had more than its fair share of star turns as one look at the wall confirms. Pictures of dozens of famous customers cram every available space.
After a bite or two you start to understand why Katz's remains a New York institution. Paul said his sandwich contained the best pastrami he'd every had. My sweet potato knish tasted more like pumpkin pie, and that's certainly no complaint.
It was an experience, and not just because of the food.
Walk in the door and you are handed a green ticket. When you order from one of the many meat-shearers, soup-scoopers or burger-cookers, that person takes your ticket and marks the price. As you leave, you hand the cashier your tickets and pay -- cash only.
Clinton Street's still my favorite restaurant, but when I want a knish that tastes like dessert, I now know where to go.