Aspartame, Saccharine, Xylitol, Stevia, Sucralose, Sorbitol, Neotame, Cyclamate — no matter what they are called, none of the sugar substitutes taste or feel like real sugar to me. I would absolutely welcome the return of sugar instead of high fructose corn syrup...
No Cel-Ray? I thought that was the stuff that gave you serious street cred. (Not that I'd drink it, I just get plain seltzer at Katz's.)
Diet Cream or me ... with cel-ray on occasion (it is an institution in and of itself). Passover is coming up and I usually allow myself a six pack for home, when the grocery store nearby carries it for the holiday. BTW - for the one looking for real sugar, it is also the time people buy their "real" Coke formula, too.
Nah, I've never been down with the Cel-Ray. And I have plenty of street cred. I grew up in Great Neck. Hah. This is the only context in which I can say growing up in Great Neck gives me street cred.
I did not know you grew up in Great Neck. While that certainly can explain the Cel-Ray this street cred business is another story. When I lived at 123rd st. and Amsterdam in the late 1960's ($48.10 in rent, long story) street cred was crucial. I had none, but survived. All the time since I lacked street cred. if I had only known that Cel-Ray would do it my entire life would have been different.
I don't remember that on the menu. But I wasn't looking at desserts, knowing I would be passing that gorgeous bakery on the way. It really is quite stunning and amazing!
Okay, forget about Katz's. It was once the real thing but today it is a tourist trap. I visited it during my last trip to NY with my UIG (Used Italian Girlfriend) and was far from impressed. BUT...a few days laterI went to a neighborhood deli in Brooklyn and was transported back to my youth. Run, do not walk, to Adelman's Kosher Deli on Kings Highway and E. 19th St. I found it by luck. It is a small, Mom & Pop type deli, but the walls are covered with Brooklyn Dodgers memorabilia. Dodger baseball cards, Dodger pictures, Dodger shirts, and Dodger pennants are all over the place (as is a picture of Ebbets Field). The one exception is a large picture of Jumpin' Joe DiMaggio at bat. I went there with the UIG -- who had never heard of the Dodgers (either version) and only knew the name "Joe DiMaggio" from the song Mrs. Robinson. She was, however, fascinated to learn that two such different men as DiMaggio and Arthur Miller had married Marilyn Monroe.
I was lucky enough to visit Katz's with two locals during a trip to NYC almost a year ago. That's me on the left. Best pastrami I ever had.
