Food Porn: Goldbergs'

"Walls plastered with random New York memorabilia and cribbed attempts at humor, such as a poster of the "Jewish Zodiac," thicken the already-stale air. It's too bad, because the kitchen isn't unskilled. While the flaccid, seedless rye bread is tragic, many of the housemade deli classics are so close to the best versions of the same that nostalgic eaters can fill in the flavor blanks."

Read the rest of Hanna Raskin's review here.

Photos by Joshua Huston.