The first thing I noticed when I entered Midtown Delicatessen was the aroma of burnt toast. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive beige and navy blue decor. We were greeted and seated in the Kite Room, a perfect room decorated with numerous baby dolls and leather houseplants. Our waiter, whose name was LaDue, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were candy, bread and butter, brownies, and egg drop soup. I decided to order Pretzels Picante and my companion, Hoss, ordered Popcorn Alla Canavese. LaDue seemed sassy as he brought in our orders about two minutes later. I had a hamburger on the side, and Hoss had a piece of tofu. A Bacardi was a perfect complement for my pretzels.
The Pretzels was art deco but a bit peculiar. The common way to cook with egg yolks is to spoon into container first, but our chef chooses to toast, then blend it into the pretzels. Hoss thought the popcorn seemed a bit synthetic, and said he would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about ninety-four dollars, which I think is dreadful. Overall, the food was swell, the atmosphere was satisfying, and the service was fair. If you are a sloppy person, this might be the worst place for you.