Everything and nothing has changed at Katz's since it first opened in 1888, when the neighborhood was dominated by Jewish immigrants. The rows of Formica tables, the long self-service counter, and such signs as "Send a salami to your boy in the army" are all completely authentic. The lines still form on the weekends for giant, succulent hand-carved corned beef and pastrami sandwiches, soul-warming soups, juicy hot dogs, and crisp half-sour pickles. Week nights are more laid back. You'll get a ticket when you walk in and then get it punched at the various stations where you pick up your food; don't lose your ticket or you'll have to pay the lost ticket fee.
Sep 12, 2008
Except for the fact that they are not open 24 hours, everything was great. The pastrami was as lean as it possibly could be. You get great food at reasonable prices. It doesn't get any better than that.