Arecibo Car Service is picking me up in a half-hour and then I'm off to JFK and - after 6 1/2 hours in flight - Dublin. Miraculously, I'm all packed and even had time for a pedicure this afternoon, in the midst of errands, the gym, etc.
Glad I did the quick Philly run before heading off. Southwark was a charmer. My Roasted Quail Stuffed with Lentils and Chorizo, resting atop a mound of juilenned cucumbers in a cool, mellow curry cream, was especially delightful. And, as luck would have it, after enduring a searing heat-wave, it was temperate enough that my Mom and I could toast her birthday - with Prosecco - on the restaurant's patio.
And, although I have to say that I wasn't the bit disappointed in Southwark, I have to admit that I couldn't help but wish that Mom and I were actually supping across the street - at the Famous 4th Street Deli. When I lived in Philadelphia, the deli was famous for three things - longevity, incredible cookies, and being one of the most slovenly, nasty delicatessens on the Eastern seaboard.
The place has been taken over by a bonafide Brooklynite and it's SPOTLESS. To top it off the deli case encased some glorious options - from Kippered Salmon Salad that was made on premises to a home-baked Eclair - that was the size of my head. The overstuffed sandwiches that were prepared in the back seemed just as mammoth. No kidding. We're talking epic portions.
Anyway, enough deli talk. I'm sure that a good Corned Beef and Chopped Liver on Rye will not be found in Ireland. But, as long as they don't run out of Guinness, I think I'll do just fine...Just 10 minutes to go before the car arrives. I'd better sign-off...