Buenos Aires – Headed back to New York for a couple of weeks. Just a few random thoughts on the day of travel… While waiting for my flight in Ezeiza Airport, the major international airport in Buenos Aires, I thought I’d have a little sandwich and a Submarino. This is the local version of hot chocolate. You get a cup of steamed milk from the espresso machine, and a small bar of semi-sweet chocolate that you dissolve in the milk yourself. It’s admittedly not as good as a proper hot cocoa, but it’s better than, say, a cup of instant hot chocolate.
Santiago – On my trip into Buenos Aires three months ago I mentioned how much I liked the setting of Santiago’s airport. This time, unfortunately I didn’t have time to pop into the main airport restaurant (that really seems odd to me to say that, but I did like the place), but I took a moment as I sort of ran between flights to snap a photo of the airport in the twilight, looking off at the Andes.
New York City – Back in New York and staying at my friend Frank’s house. He’s been a mainstay and staunch supporter of my monthly dinners over the years. Now if only I can find a way to convince him to pop down to Buenos Aires once a month… Headed out to handle some first day back errands, found myself in the East Village, and decided on the need for a New York deli fix. I think it’s pretty hard to beat the 2nd Avenue Deli, 156 2nd Avenue. I don’t go out to delis a whole lot, it’s the kind of food that, much as I may love it, doesn’t love me – it has a tendency to add numbers to my weight, waist, and cholesterol, none of which makes me happy. So maybe once or twice a year, for now 24 years, I pop in for lunch to this place. I virtually always order the same thing – the plate of soup and half a sandwich combo – more than enough food to handle my fix. Well made, fresh matzoball soup, with a nice plump matzoball, not too light, not too heavy, and the size of a tennis ball; fresh carrots, small noodles, good broth, and fresh dill. The sandwich? This time a half-and-half pastrami and chopped liver on rye with russian dressing and red onions. Usually I’d get the corned beef, I think 2nd Avenue Deli has the best in the city, but I was just in the mood for pastrami. What can I say?
[Note: this restaurant has closed.]
[…] New York City – There are certain things that are quintessentially New York experiences. The Empire State Building, the Statue of Liberty, and Times Square spring to mind. On the food front, New York’s primarily claim to fame is diversity and quantity. There are few places on the planet, if any, that can match it for the varied number of cuisines available and probably nowhere that can match it for the shear numbers of venues available per capita. But in terms of specific venues that are definable as “New York experiences,” I can only think of two, over the 23 years I spent here, that qualify. One is the 2nd Avenue Deli, where I had lunch the day I arrived back (one could argue for Carnegie or Katz’s Deli, for me the former is too touristy and the latter, while very “New York,” just doesn’t put out the quality that it used to); the other is the Oyster Bar in Grand Central Terminal. […]
Wow! I may have just had my last meal at this place! And for those of you who never made it here, it’s possible you never will. This just in from the New York Times:
Now I wish I’d bought their cookbook while I was in town!
[…] Buenos Aires – I am saddened to have to pass along the news of the demise of a long cherished friend. The best pastrami in New York is no more. For those who’ve been reading the last couple of weeks, I very well may have been the last food writer to review the 2nd Avenue Deli, as it now passes into oblivion. If you haven’t caught up on the story, the new landlords of the building raised the restaurant’s rent from $24,000 a month to $33,000 a month, and basically were non-negotiable (I heard rumors that they were willing to “settle” for a mere $30,000), and the family decided they couldn’t afford the increase; one can generally tell in New York when landlords have new plans for a space… I’m almost tempted to call for a boycott of whatever may open there in the future! On the flip side, one hopes that, even if it ends up relocating, the Lebewohl family will reopen the 2nd Avenue Deli on 3rd, or 4th, or 5th, or… maybe even better, here in Buenos Aires… […]