What Pushes My Buttons

You call this a chicken cutlet???

So today I was walking from my apartment to my office to fill out my paperwork for my taxes and get me some money from the gubrment. I stopped at a normally dependable deli, Murray Hill deli on 34th and lex. Has a good selection of sandwiches and salads, etc...a decent lunch spot. I resisted the urge to stop at a bar for lunch, but in hindsight i should have. Anyway, I asked for a chicken cutlet on a roll with muenster cheese lettuce and tomato. I walked away and the guy behind the counter asked me if I wanted mustard. I said no, muenster. We had a laugh and I thought we were cool. I ventured to get a drink and picked up some chicken noodle soup. I came back got my sandwich and ventured to my office.


I had the soup which was very good, nice and salty. Tender chicken, fresh noodles. I unwrapped the sandwich and took a bite. I chewed. And chewed. And it tasted like rawhide. Like a dog chew toy...it had the same consistency. And yes I've chewed them before ;). I opened up the sandwich and the chicken wasn't even chicken. It was like dried out pieces of wood. Stringy wood. Terrible. Beyond chewy...it was like having a beef jerky. Even better, guess what was missing from the sandwich...the muenster cheese. After all that. Bastard. And he charged me for it too.


The so-called "chicken cutlet"

So, so disappointing, considering chicken cutlet is one of my favorites. Needless to say on a saturday, stick to a bar for fresh food not a deli. Or have them hand carve the cutlet and fry it in front of you so you know it's fresh. The paninis looked like they were left over from Wednesday so I stayed away, and likewise i'm sure the tuna or chicken salad wasn't made that morning either. But still...next time, if i want rawhide I would've asked for it. Without mustard. Or muenster.