The Cure for Post Industrial Revolution Malaise

Saturday was all about accepting New York as it is. I tend to complain about it more than I should...how food in California is better, how the buildings are too tall, and the temperatures too extreme. So instead of dwelling on the negative, I decided to seek out what Manhattan does well. Which basically equals delicatessens. So! Above we have a delicious reuben from Eisenberg's Sandwich Shop down town nearish Union Square. It was awesome...hot pastrami, melty cheese, spicy sauerkraut, toasty bread, plus pickles on the side. And you better believe I smothered it with brown mustard.

Since it was Passover, I also got a hot bowl of matzo ball soup. It didn't compete with homemade varieties I've tried, but it was warm and comforting, and the matzo balls were soft and pillowy.

Devin got a hamburger and steak fries, but once he tried a bite of my reuben, he wished he'd gotten one too. We ate at the counter, which is something I've done a whole two times in my life.

The block where Eisenberg's is located.

After our deli experience we took some pictures in the side lot of St. John's by our apartment. Big, industrial garages and storage areas are a nice juxtaposition to the romantic cathedral.

D for Devin...

Whom I ♥.

My favorite numer, and thus my favorite door!