Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Junior'sI happen to live by one of the best delis ever, and I didn't even know it until my brother and sister in-law came to visit last week.
In passing I was like, "We should go to Junior's, I hear they have great cheesecake, but I've never been there." The next day, while I was at work, slaving away, working my little fingers to the bone, their friend Vicky came by and took them and Al to Junior's...without me. When I came home that night, I heard tales of the legendary beets and cornbread. Oh, sure. They had brought home a little cheesecake and let me have some. It was pretty fantastic cheesecake (not too firm, I hate the kind that makes you feel like you just ate paste and you can't separate your tongue from the roof of your mouth), but to hear them talk about it, the cheesecake wasn't the main attraction. I had to visit this place and experience this magic, but mostly I had to go to work again. And when I did, do you know what they had the nerve to do?
Go there again, without me.

For a while there I was beginning to think that they didn't love me. I mean, all these trips to Junior's, and then coming home and rubbing it in my face. That's not love.

But everyone redeemed themselves by taking me to Junior's before they left to go back to LA on Saturday.

This cornbread is the best thing I have ever had. Ever. It's delicious and sweet and, well, if I had to survive off of one thing for the rest of my life, this might be the thing I pick.
Don't get me wrong, the rest of their food is great too, but this cornbread is the stuff that's really worth talking about. All future visitors to NY should prepare themselves now for the trip to Junior's.

All this deliciousness, only one subway stop away. Life is so good.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Oh that's funny..but at least they redeemed themselves..Nice that they took you out before they had to leave..I can't wait..that piece of cake looks great even tho I don't care for cheesecake..Love, Mom P.