Deli Poems - Poems about Deli

I love Jewish food, So does my tum, It makes my mouth water And delights my tongue. I worked in the City. Of London years ago London brings back memories, That I treasure so. I used to pass a Jewish Deli, As I walked along the street, The smells coming from that Deli, It smelled marvellous to eat. A little bell tinkled as I opened the door The...

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I miss the local deli Where they sold ice cream and jelly They sold everything From newspapers to string All served with a smile by our Nellie...

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Photograph. Hasidic Deli Owner Giving free candy to children His wife-shot dead three minutes later. ...

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Not everyone does it, but how I adore A generous person who works in a store; Specifically, one who's behind in the deli, Who slices the meats and the cheese for the belly. Today, for example, I ordered some cheese And turkey, my grandson down next to my knees, His hungry impatience apparent to all; But just as it seemed he'd resort...

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We are not your average - coffee shop and deli. Here the atmosphere is happy - and the owners are friendly! We can start you out with coffee - or something else if you desire. Our goal is to please you - so are standards are much higher! We have breakfast items - and yes we have lunch too! Both...

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I saw her sitting at a table for one, her hands were slender as she grabbed a sesame bun, which was stuffed with three inches of smoked turkey, onion, tomato, lettuce and Swiss cheese, opening her red-lipsticked mouth with ease, she bit into the sandwich relishing every bite, delicately chewing the morsel with delight. Next came the mound of potato salad, covered with...

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Early Morning Deli So, I’m standing in the early morning deli line. Waiting for my sliced turkey and cheese. One old man behind me and another old lady behind the counter. She’s slicing up something and doesn’t even know we are there. I roll my eyes and wait. He strikes up a conversation about turkey. Just what I need! He tells me he...

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“When Harry Met Sally’s” most memorable scene Was filmed in this eatery, where Pastrami and corned beef are piled high on rye – Indulge, if your arteries dare. But here I’ll impart a sage word of advice: Your ticket allows you to leave; Misplace it or lose it and tsurris* awaits – There’ll be trouble like you won’t believe! You see,...

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If you're lookin' fer home cooked fixin's, stop by Flo's Café and Deli! Her meatloaf, smashed pertaters and cherry pie will delight yer belly! She's located catty-cornered across the street from Buford's Hardware Store. Flo's been caterin' to folks at the same locale since the Second World War! Herb, the crusty cook, spent over twenty years as a cook...

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There are many items in an Italian deli. Numerous meats and cheeses are a delicacy. Anyone can see several types of salami. There are plenty of delicious things for you and me. With breads and rolls, Prosciutto, Cappicolo, Coteghino, everything they have there makes a beautiful scene. The Italians have what you need for a submarine. Olive salad, pasta salad, any kind...

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I see Mars-mystery in your mind, the global warming in your lips I would like to be wrapped in you as meats get wrapped in deli. Your eyes are clear September sky your rich bosom March madness you are in vision of my old eyes you have all the things in you that any man will desire. You are the breathe of Old...

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The Deli On Granville I lived in the attic back then, and late those evenings I had to study and couldn’t afford to go drinking I’d run down to the deli and buy bagels and smoked lox. I’d watch the lame son wrap each item in white paper while his father, coughing at the register, pointed to the cans on the wall and...

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