No such thing in Barcelona ... although bagels have arrived!
The New York Times' story - "A counter history" - on the great families of the deli world was simply too delicious to read!
Here's the genealogical and gastronomical scoop on two grand families of the Second Avenue Deli (the Lebewohls) and Russ & Daughters (the Federmans) - the borsht is in their blood.
The Jews who immigrated here during the first half of the last century ate at delis - most of them kosher - regularly. Eventually they moved to the suburbs and traded salami for salad. In the 1960s there were 300 kosher delis in the city and suburbs and a Greater New York Delicatessen Dealers’ Association. That group is long defunct, and you can count the number of marquee delis left in Manhattan on one hand: Carnegie, Katz's and Stage, none of them kosher. Assimilation is one reason; also, the need to separate dairy from meat limits menu choices (kosher meat is more expensive besides), and New Yorkers do not like limits. The staples of deli food, like matzoh-ball soup and corned beef, migrated in nonkosher form to diners and coffee shops decades ago; you need to be Jewish to eat deli the same way you need to be Italian to eat pizza. But for aficionados of the real thing, the high-quality, old-school kosher renditions of brisket or flanken or center-cut tongue like silk, the Second Avenue Deli was it.
Steve Cohen - the Second Avenue Deli's manager for 24 years - says his favorite experience was "when we had five nuns eating matzoh balls served by a Lebanese waiter - in a kosher deli. That's New York."
Read all about it here , but don't drool on your keyboard.