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| - When it comes to being Jewish, I'm more ish than Jew... a fellow Heeb nearly dropped dead when I didn't know what a "black & white" was. I can not-so-boldy tell you I have never had gefilte fish... and God-willing, I never will. That being said, there are probably all sorts of layers to the onion that is Scott's Generations that I haven't peeled back. And while I haven't embraced many Heeb traditions --- one thing I dig is the food. And friends, Generations has the food.
If you're there during lunch, this place gets slammed. There are roughly a bajillion types of sandwiches, some pastas, you name it. I'm a half-sandwich and matzoh ball soup guy.
One thing: I can't get the feeling the service here is a little subpar. Plenty of silver-haired, no-nonsense souls roam the dining room... and they're so nice (and old) that you'll feel guilty correcting them when they screw up. We got a salad yesterday with no dressing and missing some key ingredients. When we asked if dressing came on it, she said, "Oh, you wanted dressing? You didn't ask for any."
I'm not one to rip on service -- I think this is the first I've mentioned it in any review -- but c'mon. Are we being high maintenance for thinking dressing should come on salads? Are we rabbits?
Overall --- still the best Jewish deli in town and a great place to go when you need a little deli in your belly. Calorie counters need not apply.
Bubbie would be proud.
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