Breakfast is a real wonder - the grumpy counter
guy makes impeccable omelets and egg dishes. The
special of the day was a breakfast burrito, and
as he looked bored, I ordered one, despte that I
don't care for tortillas. boiled ham, or scrambled
eggs, alone or in combination. It wasn't bad,
especially with the spicy salsa (the cook is
visibly Central American). Sausages were just like
at the Sheraton (oddly); fried potatoes, clearly
soaked in MSG, were probably the best I've ever
eaten. Excellent Driscoll's or better fruit.
The price was right: $27.90 for two or 250 points
(I got 3000 or so total for this stay).

Out fairly early, as it was supposed to rain in
the afternoon. Despite a lot of construction
around Hartford, we made up a lot of time and at
11:30 found ourselves at Rein's, which I've been
visiting periodically since a few months after
the original location (outgrown, then the new
one across the street burned down, and now there's
a bigger facility built near the original) opened:
45 years ago or more. It's reputed to be the
only authentically NY-style deli north of NYC, and
in fact it does beat the Boston ones cold.

The line was long, but still we were seated before
noon, in the spot I'm accustomed to, separated from
the restrooms by a short wall, which I've come to
appreciate more the older I get.

The pickle bowl on the table, formerly a big
tank stuffed with green tomatoes, half-sours,
sour wedges, and sometimes other things, is now a
little fiberboard individual salad populatee by
three smallish half-sours. That, despite its less
festive appearance, was fine - we ate one each.

Bonnie had the house red, which she reported was
just the same as all house reds, followed by a
reuben, which she said was excellent. I had Dr.
Brown's black cherry followed by a cream, mixing
the first of the latter with the last of the
former; Nancy would be proud. My sandwich, made
by special request with unseeded rye, was the
so-called fresser size tongue, which was just as I
recalled, excellent though salty, except no longer
double meat but more like 10 oz (regular is 7);
there was still enough for me to pull out a couple
ounces to savor without the distraction of bread.

National Deli mustard is spicier and less vinegary
than most big brands; therefore despite its near-
generic status I kind of liked it.

The rest of the trip was slightly slow owing to
Massachusetts people not knowing how to drive
in the rain (or perhaps at all). I started to
swell up again from the salt, and Boston was
extra welcome.
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