Delivery: Yes Take-out: Yes Accepts Credit Cards: Yes Good for Kids: Yes Good for Groups: Yes
Price range.
$$ Price range $11-30
1 review
Adrian Blackshear
I ate here yesterday after paying my respects to Officer Liu in my capacity as a NYS Chaplain. The restaurant was fairly clean and contemporary-looking for a kosher fast food eatery. On a Sunday afternoon I was one of the only people in there; I was surprised by a group of wig-wearing Haredi women who came in (burgers, fries, and deep fried pastrami goodness are usually not devoured by dairy-eating women in these circles), but what mattered was the food. The one frum Jew serving as cashier was also mashgiach apparently (that seems to be constant in the places under Tarnopol supervision, who don't allow their establishments to use any produce that wasn't pre-checked). He was bogged down by phone orders when I came in, so the service could use some improvement, but when asked what the best sandwich was, he unhesitatingly responded, "the Crossfire." I looked at the menu and saw it was available in a deep fried wrap version called "Frap." I thought to myself, "Self, what could be better than grilled pastrami smothered with buffalo glazed onion rings & coleslaw in our amazing honey ranch dressing? Grilled pastrami smothered with buffalo glazed onion rings & coleslaw in our amazing honey ranch dressing in a wrap and deep-fried! The resulting masterpiece was nothing short of glorious! The guy behind the counter was totally correct; the sandwich was crispy and luscious, oozing and dripping with delicious sweet-spicy-delectable sauces and glatt kosher pastrami flavor, crispy, and not greasy at all. French fries weren't suitable in my opinion for such a heroic and Herculean sandwich. No better accompaniment for pastrami goodness than more pastrami, in my opinion, so that left me with one option: the pastrami sizzlers. These were amazing deep fried chunks of pastrami, coated in a highly-seasoned batter, and cooked to perfection. The accompanying sweet chili sauce couldn't have been better on the side. The highlight of the meal was when the man behind the counter, instead of bringing them to my table, had to answer an order, and a Hasidic man passing through with whom I had previously discussed politics whilst placing my order, dropped them on my table, wishing me a heart "ess gezunte heit". That was as memorable as the food itself, as little old Modern-attired me stuck out like a sore thumb in these environs.
I ate here yesterday after paying my respects to Officer Liu in my capacity as a NYS Chaplain. The restaurant was fairly clean and contemporary-looking for a kosher fast food eatery. On a Sunday afternoon I was one of the only people in there; I was surprised by a group of wig-wearing Haredi women who came in (burgers, fries, and deep fried pastrami goodness are usually not devoured by dairy-eating women in these circles), but what mattered was the food. The one frum Jew serving as cashier was also mashgiach apparently (that seems to be constant in the places under Tarnopol supervision, who don't allow their establishments to use any produce that wasn't pre-checked). He was bogged down by phone orders when I came in, so the service could use some improvement, but when asked what the best sandwich was, he unhesitatingly responded, "the Crossfire." I looked at the menu and saw it was available in a deep fried wrap version called "Frap." I thought to myself, "Self, what could be better than grilled pastrami smothered with buffalo glazed onion rings & coleslaw in our amazing honey ranch dressing? Grilled pastrami smothered with buffalo glazed onion rings & coleslaw in our amazing honey ranch dressing in a wrap and deep-fried! The resulting masterpiece was nothing short of glorious! The guy behind the counter was totally correct; the sandwich was crispy and luscious, oozing and dripping with delicious sweet-spicy-delectable sauces and glatt kosher pastrami flavor, crispy, and not greasy at all. French fries weren't suitable in my opinion for such a heroic and Herculean sandwich. No better accompaniment for pastrami goodness than more pastrami, in my opinion, so that left me with one option: the pastrami sizzlers. These were amazing deep fried chunks of pastrami, coated in a highly-seasoned batter, and cooked to perfection. The accompanying sweet chili sauce couldn't have been better on the side. The highlight of the meal was when the man behind the counter, instead of bringing them to my table, had to answer an order, and a Hasidic man passing through with whom I had previously discussed politics whilst placing my order, dropped them on my table, wishing me a heart "ess gezunte heit". That was as memorable as the food itself, as little old Modern-attired me stuck out like a sore thumb in these environs.