Every time I am headed down East Houston street and I see that tall, narrow, white sign with red block letters that simply reads: “K A T Z ‘S”, my heart pumps, my palms sweat, and my mouth waters. This place personifies my love for New York food and it is a must visit for any first time New Yorker.
Here’s a nice shot of a 3 AM Jewish Deli feast with friends. Pastrami on a roll with coleslaw, russian and swiss, those big wide fries, and of course, the kosher dills and sours.
I would say I have been to Katz’s too many times, but I don’t think such a thought should exist.