Katz's Deli

Sure, you’d think your boy in the army might prefer a letter from home, maybe some new socks, but the neon sign at the famous Katz’s Deli proclaims it’s salami they need and they might have a point. What Katz’s does with smallgoods would make the most war-hungry soldier lay down his gun in favour of a whopping pastrami on rye. 

Katz’s Deli (yes, it’s the deli more famous for the faked orgasm scene in ‘When Harry Met Sally’, and if the waiters had a dime for every time some yuckster had said ‘I’ll have what she’s having’, you can bet they wouldn’t hardly be waiting tables anymore) on New York’s Lower East Side is still the real deal – classic Jewish fare is hurled across the counter for you to enjoy under the gallery of signed celebrity photos. Matzoh ball soup certainly tastes a little more piquant under the gaze of Bill Clinton.

Many people would say that the classic New York diner is disappearing, and that’s true to some extent, but Katz’s (in business since 1888 already!) remains loyal to a toughened clientele who can knock off a serve of brisket and pickles and leave the Pepto Bismol to the amateurs.

My sister and I went to Katz for the first time in December 2007 and we still have a craving for another sandwich.  The pastrami is unbelieveable.   And to add to it, the atmosphere - fast, loud and with people from all walks of life.  This is a true NYC deli with great food.  Not to be missed.