Amy K.
Yelp
What a hoot, a real old-fashioned kosher bakery on the lower far east side that we came across on a day of aimlessly wandering places we haven't explored. We went in, and all I was looking for was a good seeded rye. I'm partial to Zabar's rye but am not often on the UWS any more.
Got that rye, but also walked out having bought half a cinnamon babka (one of my faves) and a humongous prune hamantaschen. The woman behind the counter reminded me of my paternal Grandma ( who was in her late 80s when she passed away in 1972!), short with wavy silver hair and an indeterminate Yiddish (?) accent. Real old world, opinionated! She insisted that the chocolate babka was much better than the cinnamon and ultimately cut off a sliver for us to taste. Tasted like chocolate babka! Very good, but I prefer my cinnamon, thank you. So I got a little lecture on cinnamon; she uses it "for medicine." Every morning, apparently, she had cinnamon and turmeric and ginger and I forget what other herb or spice, mixed in hot water. Then she drinks it very fast because it doesn't taste good but it's healthy. I politely smiled, but inside I was laughing and really enjoying this darling old lady (& I'm no spring chicken!). Our total came to $12.89 and my husband gave her $13.00 cash. He told her to keep the change, and she said, 11 cents, I'll give it to charity. And she will; that's a typical thing to do, put the change in a designated box for charity.
Altogether a fun throwback to our childhoods in the Bronx, and this will be a destination for a future walk so we can try some of the other Jewish treats that we almost never have any more!