It is so unadulterated, it might even broach the objectionable. Whitefish salad contains pureed fish, no onion, no pickles. Pastrami and corned beef lay by themselves on rye. Mostly the food stands well enough alone, if only because there's no stomach room left for anything else. The deli's portions are expectantly huge.
Chopped liver takes the shape of a small hill.
Sandwiches strain under the weight of their fillings. Matzo balls tower above their accompanying broth. Baked apples, the size of a baby's head, sit top-heavy in a dessert dish. Regrettably, the deli's customers may be accused of favoring quantity over quality. The deli's food isn't bad.