I know this sounds weird, but Pico Kosher Deli is fast becoming "our place." For my husband, no. But for my friends J, V and me, yes.
I can still smell and taste it now, hours after consuming it completely - the Jr. Burger, a hands down favorite among the clientele. A burger with a salad between the buns, slices of pastrami, onions, and thousand island dressing. It's truly a blessing from the One Above.
Today, J, V and me got to PKD bright and early, chose our booth and hunkered down in anticipation of the joy to come. J and V started out with matzoh ball chicken soup; I took the house salad. Both J and me got the Jr. Burger, while V settled for a turkey sandwich on rye.
I cut the burger in half as soon as it got to me, but knew in my heart I would eat it all at once. What bliss. For both the company and the food.
Thanks J and V. It's our place.