Showing posts from December, 2012

Where'd ya eat?

It was over twenty years ago, and I told Martha that I was planning a trip to Manhattan.  “Bobo, you have to go to Carnegie Deli and get the hot pastrami sandwich.  I swear the pastrami is piled on this [her thumb and index finger formed a big ‘C’ with about a four-inch gap] thick!  And please get me a hot pastrami sandwich to go and bring it back to me!”

Maybe you’ve had this experience: You tell someone that you’re going to New York (or San Francisco, or Little Rock for that matter) and their eyes glaze over and they start reciting a list of restaurants that you simply “have to” go to.  I have been on both ends of this conversation, so today we’re going to pretend that you’ve just told me that you’re planning a trip to New York City.

I want to send you to two places.  Piadina Ristorante ( and Fairway Market CafĂ© ( .

Piadina (at 57 West 10th Street, near 6th Avenue) is named for the thin Italian flatbread from the Romagna region of Italy.…

The Holiday Doings

This is the scene at our house this evening.

Long days at the deli during the holiday season. Days are still filled with our great lunch business - lots of delicious soups and salads and sandwiches - and lots of evenings are spent catering holiday parties. Tonight we're catering a party where Mr. Beers's homemade lasagne is on the menu. Yummy stuff - I got to taste it. But our own dinner was considerably more simple: triple cream cheese, artisan crackers, and a little bit of fig preserves.

These are also the days when I feel like I have the opportunity to force my musical tastes (again) on my friends and family. I make Christmas "mix tape" CDs. I put them into people's hands when I see them at the deli, or at a party, or I might even mail them to friends and family who think they're safe because they live far enough away.

Usually my Christmas CDs are a mix of older, classic holiday songs and other, more current stuff, and maybe an obscure or forgotten hol…