Listen up! ... dose guys can cope wit anythin! A little wada ain't
nothin!
FYI - words like "dose", "earl" (oil), "terlet" (toilet) are a
Brooklyn accent. Just on the other side of the East River -- but a great divide! There is NO reason a Manhattanite would want to visit his cousins in the provinces. As a kid my dad bought me a baseball cap off of a pushcart. Unfortunately it had a "B" for Brooklyn. I was a social outcast at the age of 5.
My Olde Neighborhood has:
Katz's Deli: [1888] Recognized as best in the world. Make everything on premises. Pickles, Corned Beef, Pastrami. Where
Harry met
Sally! Have WWI sign in window: "Buy a salami for your boys in the army" Once, while on leave I bumped into Jacquiline Kennedy there. She was gnoshing, I think, on corned beef.
McSorley's Ale House: [1854] Abraham Lincoln drank there! Serve Ales and, I'm told -- food.
Across the street from my church. (You can figure out the opportunities yourself!)
Lombardy's Pizza: [1905] Oldest Pizza place in the U.S.A. We were loyal to a different joint.
Tall Hemp plant growing outside door next to tree.