Once every six months, I allow myself the decadent pleasure of a pastrami sandwich. This weekend marked six months since my last indulgence. Joseph treated me to dinner at 2nd Avenue Deli where we each had pastrami on rye slathered in mustard; Dr. Brown's Cream Soda; pickles; coleslaw; some new free side item, which entailed greasy onions and fried mysterious substances; topped off with a shot of chocolate soda.
I can't wait for May!
