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Not quite home
Between engagements I find myself in Hoboken, in the apartment I once called mine and once called home. It's one of those days where I overlooked little things like breakfast and lunch, and walk to my deli for a 4 o'clock dinner. This is Hoboken as I remember it. The Hoboken of the workday, not crowded or noisy. Office drones are still filed away in their buildings, and it's the odd hours crowd who gets to enjoy a the sunny afternoons. I grab a mozzarella and sundried tomato sandwich in the best deli in the world. And I go out walking. Alone on a city street has always been my time to think, to relax, to just be in my head. This town is always bittersweet to me.
August 30 2007, 16:09:47 UTC 4 years ago
...West Coast Deli's
I will always apologize for the West Coast Delis'. Maybe we need to have a quest of finding one that measures up? I will forever think of that Mozzarella sandwich and Deli as one of the best I've ever experienced. However, I think it's more than just the food. It was the counter, the workers, the ceiling, the pictures and last but not least the location. It was perfect. I think if you picked that Deli up, and put it in the heart of downtown Portland, it would lose a lot of it's "pefection".So we can try, try to find one on par with that one, but I think always, the location will be the reason it can never be "outclassed".
*hugs* I'm glad you had your walk and sammich yesterday, a good thing in the middle of a lot bad, is always helpful.
"go get me a sammich woman"