Morty's Delicatessen
It's common for New Yorkers to talk about the many ways in which other cities (in this case, DC) are not the same as New York. And it's true. If you left the City that Never Sleeps thinking you'd find a slice of the Big Apple in a federal district with a population of 580,000, you were wrong. The District sleeps. A lot. I say, "Why even bother competing? So you got pot delivery services? A 24-hour subway system? Uniqlo? Well I was taking a nap." But, you know, sometimes people really want a cup of coffee at 4 am, or a metered taxi cab, or hot corned beef on rye. And so to them, as a concession prize, I offer Morty's Delicatessen. Behold the brisket! The matzoh ball soup! The chopped liver! The black & white cookie! The demanding elderly couples feasting on enormous stacks of pastrami! Follow their lead, and then take a borscht-induced nap.
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