gin, and then later, juice. and maybe a hot dog.

gray's and the king had better move over. because now there's clinton papaya.

when the deli down the street (on clinton and delancey) closed, i hoped that a new, better, cleaner, less ghetto deli would open.

the guys working at the old deli were pretty nice, but late night they would only communicate through a swiveling bullet-proof glass window.

i always got my fingers pinched and never really got what i wanted.

but this.
this is potential genius.

with "hipster paradise" the delancey merely inches away, these people could make a fortune.
they were open when i was on my way home from work, but closed when i came out again at midnight.

they need to do a little demographic research and learn to
stay
open
late.

that way they can catch the drunks coming out of the club-
alcohol impairs your ability to resist nitrates, for sure.
and, mmmmm, papaya.