Oh hubba hubba. I love Woody Allen. I ain't no teenager, or female, but who gives a hoot - - you go the Carnegie Deli, you get the Woody Allen.
This was my best dining experience in the Mirage, and in Vegas overall, a deli sandwich piled high w/ corned beef and pastrami, with spicy mustard and 2 pickles. Yeah, that simple. First time I've ever had a sandwich where I needed more bread. I got it to go, and while I waited I was staring at their awesome display of decadent desserts. Oh geez, thank God I didn't have more time here, the pies and offerings looked so fabulous.
It's massive, it's tasty, it was authentic, and it was nothing less than spectacular. You'd be selling yourself short if you didn't stop by here. I spent a summer in NYC a while ago and this definitely brought me back. So nostalgic. My co-worker grew up on Queens Blvd, and he was smiling ear-to-ear after his Woody Allen experience. And here I thought he won at the Craps table, but no, it's due to a sandwich.
It's 24/7 here too, what a bonus, now what more do you need? Oh sure, a young hot waitress spreading on the spicy mustard on for ya. Awww yeah.