The Legendary Katz's Deli. I had to go when I was in NY.
I ordered a pastrami ($14.35) and corned beef ($13.95) sandwich. The sandwiches are cut and made to order by the counterman. I loved the pastrami on rye. The pastrami was cut thick and was so good. Much better than that overrated Langers in LA. The pastrami wasn't fatty, because
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I try not to spread the rumors I hear in my cab. These are just schlubs I pick up off the street, and I usually have no way to corroborate their stories. The internet is a powerful weapon which, according to my America Online Terms Of Service Agreement that I e-signed in 1994, [...]
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There are certain institutions that for me define a particular dish or a food item — one of these is Katz’s Deli, on the Lower East Side of Manhattan. [...]
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Bruni Reviews Katz's: "Enemies Change. The Appetite for Sausage Doesn't"
In a move certain to infuriate upscale chefs and restaurateurs in New York (who mistakenly believe that the Times restaurant critic should only review fancypants restaurants, Frank Bruni devotes his review today to a delicatessen. Not just any deli, of...
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i finally made it to katz’s, after hearing my sister rave about her trip there. apparently, this famous tourist-destination deli stayed off my radar screen. fortunately, it’s also not near typical tourist areas, so a little more remote and not as ridiculous as times square. and boy, was it worth the mild shitshow inside the deli (crowded, etc). lacey & i split an enormous reuben which was delicious. the corned beef is to die for, and the sauerkraut was appropriately mild for me with a delicious russian dressing. we got both the “sour” and the regular pickles, both of which were much better than the regular sorts of pickles you get most places (of course). we also split an order of potato pancakes with sour cream & applesauce. those were also incredibly good. one thing to note: it is worth to spend the extra $1 for either lean or extra lean (a tip from lacey that we followed and it was delicious), you order the potato pancakes & lemonade at the back counter, and coffee at the middle counter). DEFINITELY go if you are a meat-eater. :)
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The next morning, a couple of us headed down to Kat'z Deli on the Lower East Side for some Jewish deli goodness. Opened in 1888, Katz's is a New York institution. It's also the site where "the famous scene" from When Harry Met Sally was filmed. One of the most overrated films in history, but I'll save that diatribe for another time.
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I know, I know. How behind the times am I? Katz's delicatessen opened in 1888 and it's taken me 118 years to eat there. I've only been in New York for two of those 118 years, but that's still no excuse to have never bitten into a mega-sandwich from one of the Jewish deli institutions. It was a tough call. Carnegie's or Katz's? Katz's or Carnegie's? In the end, because of its place in Manhattan's cultural make up, Katz's won. Oh Katz's pastrami sandwich, where have you been all my life?
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A good old fashioned Jewish Deli, practically unchanged from the days of the great Depression - even down to the ticket method of payment. (The routine is part of the charm. Various lines are formed at the counter - with different queues for hot dogs, sandwiches, egg creams or other. Customers receive a ticket at the entrance, marked manually with the prices of every order. The spirit is self-serve: grab your food, grab a table - hold onto your ticket, and pay on the way out.) Used in the famous "When Harry Met Sally" scene, Katz's is full of Kitch...not to mention Kugel, Latkes, Matzo Balls and more. The hotdogs at Katz's are good. Rumor has it that the pastrami is heavenly. You'll have to discover that one for yourself - at $12 a plate (and my pescetarian status) - that's one item I didn't try.
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From Beef Wellington to Hot Pastrami in Five Short Blocks
For his birthday dinner, Stephen really wanted to try Beef Wellington—he’d read about it somewhere and the curiosity had been burning for months. (Between his cholesterol issues and my dietary ones, it’s not exactly the kind of thing we dine on regularly.) So I did some research on Menupages (gotta love that find-a-food search, but why don’t they let you search all of Manhattan at once?) and found a place on Clinton Street called Salt Bar. It’s the same chef/owner as Salt in Greenwich Village, where I’ve eaten some really terrific meals, so I thought we were golden. Called up to make a res and was told they don’t take them for fewer than six people, but when I said it was my husband’s birthday eve the girl was sweet as can be: She took my name and told me she’d seat us right away. Great, I said, we’d be there between 7:30 and 8.
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This morning while leaving my dorm, I noticed a row of open boxes of Dunkin' Donuts on the front desk. The attendant called out to us early risers,
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I recently took my girlfriend to Katz’s for her first taste of pastrami. Personally, having grown up with mediocre deli pastrami, corned beef, etc, I can’t even imagine having the luxury of beginning one’s pastrami experience with Katz’s. The stuff is SO DAMN GOOD. I don’t claim that Katz’s is the best – I’ve only eaten at one other NYC “institutional” deli (Carnegie, and I had the tongue), and worthy contenders like the 2nd Ave. deli and Sarge’s must also be investigated. Again, though – Katz’s is SO DAMN GOOD that it’s hard to imagine the formula improved upon.
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Pastrami is not really a West Coast thing. We have great organic fruits and vegetables, excellent weather all year around, and coconutless palm trees, but no good pastrami. Our sole prior experience with pastrami has been from Togo's, which I have to say is nothing compared to the pastrami from Katz's Deli. Unfortunately, there is a distance of two thousand nine hundred and fifty-two miles between my craving and my object of desire (according to Yahoo's driving directions).
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Memory challenges a food critic. Does the dish consumed today compare with that of yesterday, last year, a decade ago, or in childhood. Is our world growing better in every way or is it forever in decay?
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Maybe it's the Jew in me ("Let me out, you putz! It's hot in here!") but I feel guilty about the meals I'm about to share with you. Guilt--am I the only food blogger who feels guilty about eating good food? Maybe because it's all so decadent. But I can shift the blame to my parents--as we already know, my parents are decadent eaters. I'm just the lucky bystander who tags along and eats what is given to me. All I crave are the simple things---a ripe tomato, a slice of cheese. It's my parents who forced this upon me. What you are about to see happened totally against my will, I was dragged along, kicking and screaming...
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