Gad, I hate to beat the dead horse, but since most people take time to complain, but not to praise, which I think creates more in the world to complain about, so here goes another dose of K&Z fanaticism.
Fam-damily went to meet my daughter for dinner near Goose Hollow. Didn't want to drive far, didn't want a chain, where to go last minute on a Sunday night that's kid friendly and affordable?
I searched the site a while before realizing I'd been begging Dh to go to Kenny and Zuke's since last fall. Hello, 1-800-dial-a-clue, anyone home?
Dh had the Cesar, after my mentioning Nick's review of the Cesar at Ken's Place, which he ordered with chicken. My oldest son had the burger. My daughter had the matzo soup. The little ones and I got the chopped liver platter, the kreplach, and a kinish, oh, and a side of pastrami, because I wanted a taste, and couldn't convince anyone to get a Pastrami Ruben. We shared cheesecake and blintzes for dessert.
First, I rarely order burgers out, I like my own better. But Oh my. Oh my. My oh my. 'nuff said. No, I want to go back for another. Like, now. Wow. Yum. Messy. Oh, and while whatever reviewer back when may have had soggy fries, ours were not. They were lovely, crisp, not greasy, nicely seasoned. No old fat aftertaste, which is why I rarely eat fries, old fat tastes nasty. These did not. Even when they cooled, they tasted crisp and light, not greasy.
The kreplach were very nice, also did not taste of old fat. Yes, recurring theme. I rarely order fried stuff, because the off taste in the oil makes it pointless, or it's greasy and heavy. It's nice to indulge in fried stuff and actually have it taste good. And I love caramelized onions. They are wonderful. My youngest who slept through most of the meal devoured the leftover ones in the car. They're great.
The kinish was very good. I grew up in LA, and most of the Grande Dame's of Jewish Deli have really gone downhill. Nothing like I remember as a kid, nothing like what Grandpa used to cook. It's been decades since I've had a kinish that didn't taste like gluey potatoes in cardboard crust. My remotely Jewish genes wanted to cry a river of joy.
The chopped liver was great. I don't make it myself because I'm the only one in my family who likes it. So it was a treat. And the pickles that come with it are great. Especially the pickled onions. Eventually I got full, but kept nibbling on the onions. I couldn't stop! The bagel chips were awesome too.
I really liked the bite of Cesar I swiped from my husband, but he didn't tell me until we got into the car the chicken was horribly dry. I remember it looking so. He's the type that doesn't complain, he's an eat to live, while I'm a live to eat. Chicken breast is hard to keep moist, it's touchy timing. I'm not sure I can really ding them much for that.
The Matzo soup..... it wasn't bad, but it's one of those things where I think you get used to what you grew up with. Grandpa made (and I make) ultra-rich, collagen thick broth. I just made some last week with box stock reduced, still not a substitute for slow cooked bird bones. And we tweak our matzo balls a bit. I think I'm just too stuck on my childhood memories to take a shine to something different. Soup is one of those dearly held comfort foods.... It was good though. Just different from what I tend to make.
The pastrami. Oh, my. I'm not a fan of deli meats usually. My Grandmother owned a fluff and fold next to a Norwegian deli when I was a kid, and Mom would take me to work. When things were slow at the Deli, the Norwegians would feed me all kinds of goodies, so... I just have never found anything close to what I liked at their place, so I'm not a big deli fan. And the thought of people wanting MORE fat on their pastrami? You're kidding me, right? I have to be careful with my calories, so if I'm going to eat a calorie, it better be one outstanding calorie.
I am a convert. The pastrami is heaven, fat and all. Not hard, cold, congealed lumpy grislty nastiness, soft, melty, slightly smoky. Tender pastrami. Oh my. This stuff is worth every single calorie, and then some. I need to have a pastrami ruben. The rye is good too. Very nice. I can't wait to try a sandwich.
My middle son and I kept stealing the pastrami off each others plates. It's good stuff.
I can see how some folks might say some of it's not "traditional" (which implies one "true" way, which, come on, we're talking Jewish food here!). It is... innovative riffs on Jewish deli. I think it's traditional if Grandma was a slavishly devoted foodie. It's traditional plus. It's damn good. And really, even if it's... riffs, it's not like it's light years away, it's a tweak here and there, that just makes it better. Tradition can kiss my posterior, there is no gratuitous tweaking here, it's all well thought out, and flawlessly executed.
I think the biggest problem with K&Z is it's going to take a whole lot more dining out dollars than we currently have for me to really explore their menu. It's good stuff. Really, really good stuff.
Oh, and my son and husband liked the cheesecake. I'm not much of a cheesecake fan, but it was good.
The blintzes, I bastardized with powdered sugar, and strawberry jam instead of the compote (I'm a traditionalist with my blintzes, it's what I grew up with). Lots of places SAY they make blintzes, but they are not folded right, and they are not browned. These were LOVELY. In fact, the highest praise I can offer is that my daughter really does not like them. I put one on a plate for her, and she tried to refuse a whole one. I told her I'd gladly eat the remainder. There was none left. She ate every last bite. They are fat, golden, crispy, tender little bundles of heaven. My middle son (the one who is autistic) is VERY picky about his food. He's very skinny because of the sensory issues. He does not touch food with his hands, because it feels weird. He was shoveling in pastrami and blintzes as fast as he could chew. Guess that's the second highest praise I can offer! The third would be my 12 year old barely touched the fries because the hamburger was so good, he couldn't be bothered. Considering he loves little more than nice, hot fries....
Now if only I could get them to make a nice, light, homestyle sufganiot. Another one of those things I just can't bear to make on my own. Ah, one of these days I'm going to get myself a good deep fat fryer instead of standing over a hot pan of fat for hours at a time....
BTW, I have to say, aside from the absolutely fantastic food, our server Sara(h?) is a gem. I often don't like eating out, because I'm picky. I want things done right. I'm a decent cook, if it's not good food, and it's not relaxing and enjoyable, why waste the money? But I'm also a Mom, I have a son who is autistic, we are working on our foster care homestudy so have been working like demons to get ready for the social worker to come inspect the house. We've had a rough few years with my health, first cancer, then an autoimmune disease, and I get precious little time in my life where someone takes care of me. Sara(h?) was an angel, a competent server, and I've not had that much fun eating out in a VERY long time. The food was great, but the chance to just relax and be well taken care of? I can not put into words how thankful I am. I tried to tell her how much I appreciated the wonderful job she did, but I'm not sure I was able to come even close to conveying what a gift it was to just enjoy a nice meal, and have everything spot on. She's great.
Sorry. Enough waxing rhapsodic. We're fans....
If you're reading this, go eat there already. It's worth it.