The delicious ghetto of cholesterol that was the Second Avenue Deli is slated to open next week in Murray Hill. This week New York interviews its owner, Jeremy Lebewohl, a handsome 25-year-old nephew of murdered former owner Abe Lebewohl.
The youngster says:
You have other places in Manhattan that have good deli cases. But our kitchen—and I say this very confidently—nobody can touch. I won't take away the counters from them, where you can get a good sandwich. But there aren't that many places where you can get good soup. We have chicken fricassée, goulash, all these things that come from the kitchen. There's not a single deli in Manhattan that can compare.
"Kishke, you know, derma!" Actually, "kishke, you know, derma" does nothing in terms of clarification but does everything in terms of building buzz.
