58 Delicatessen

Livingston, New Jersey. If there was ever a Mayberry, this was it. Born in 1958, most of my memories growing up revolved around food from as far back as I can remember. Sunday mornings with Dad at Tabatchnicks picking up deli and my father poking me in the arm urging me to watch the old man behind the fish counter hand slice the nova so thin you could see through it. I remember sitting next to the bread slicer in eager anticipation so that when they sliced a rye bread, one of the counter men would give me the heel to nibble on, as a kid, what could be better