Triston finally got to eat a fair dinkum New York City Ruben. It has been on his list of things to do for quite a while.
I got mixed, he had traditional.
We walked down to Time Square and ate at Juniors.
Triston said the ones I make for him are better. These were still good but now we know he really enjoys mine.
There was a huge line for Juniors but the wait wasn’t long. Possibly because we were two people. Probably because tables were turning over quickly.
The meat was juicy, sauerkraut tangy, bread well toasted. I found the sauces quite mild but the cheese was perfect. That is the one thing about making these at home, you get to add as much or little of each ingredient as suits you.
Poor Triston, we ordered too much and he was packing up the left overs to take home. I don’t know exactly what happened but the server was there, Triston was doing something and the next thing I know a Ruben was all over the floor. He was so sad. Too sad for me to take a photo. Just so desperately sad (so he did enjoy the Rubens).
Next door was the cheesecake/bakery side of the Juniors business. I probably would go there before I went back for a ruben.