Stopped by Frischman's this afternoon, en route from the pediatric dentist (did carry-out, cuz the kids needed to wait 30 minutes for the flouride). Disappointing. High prices. Not wonderful stuff. Kind of disorganized service. There was a sign on the counter, "No corned beef. No tounge." (sic) This is a deli? It would be like Acme running out of bread. The help were young, kind of slow, with several people behind the counter and no real system for figuring out who'd been helped, and no one seeming exactly into it. One said to a lady standing next to me, "these are sample of kugel (pronounced hesitantly, each syllable too explict, like someone speaking a foreign language)--it's a sweet noodle pudding--I know that sounds really weird--I was suprised it was OK." My turkey sandwich with cole slaw and Russian dressing was just ok(especially so, since I'd gone in, thinking corned beef, not turkey). On my way out, to my teenage kids' horror and embarrassment, I reached up with a pen, and with a circle and arrow, moved the "u" on the word "tounge" to its properly spelled place.