If there’s anything a transplanted New Yorker will whine endlessly about, it’s their perceived lack of good deli food here in these parts. When you hear the moaning begin, grab them, take them immediately to Scott’s and jam a corned beef and Swiss into their complaining mouth and watch as the griping transforms into moans of delight. The family in this family business hails from the Big Apple and knows how to do it all, from breakfast to dinner. Chopped liver, knishes, liverwurst and kishka, find it here.

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