If you like meat, you will like Schwartz's. If you don't like meat, you'll wish you did.
After a short spell of erraticity, the Schwartz smoked meat is back among the gods of food, gracing us with its charming and addicting taste and its luxurious texture. Shall I mention the spices?
You know your friend who always brags about the "dining experience" shtick? Get that shmegegge to Schwartz's. Elementary and efficient service in a cramped deli is the ideal backdrop to the simple and natural symphony of flavor about to play on your tastebuds.
My recommendation is to sit at the counter. I saw the guy who mans it until about 9.30-ish and he is hilarious. Skip the fries and the coleslaw, but go for the pickle and the smoked meat sandwich. Hungry? Have a large plate: they'll pack whatever you can't finish in one sitting.
Believe me on that one, you won't have the guts to. The large plate is enormous. And compared to the small plate it's a bargain.
My typical fare is smoked meat sandwich and a black cherry drink. Somehow it's just delicious.
When you are ready to go, leave your tip on the table for the server and pay your bill at the cash register. Check how much they surcharge for paying with USD, when it's at parity they will take greenbacks and give you Canadian change.
Now how cool is THAT?