I got an email this morning from Frank at BlogTo.com informing me that he’d posted Caplansky’s profile on his site. Frank had been in for a review and then returned for a second and even sent questions for me to write written responses. Intense. So I clicked on the link and started to read the post. Made me happy and hungry. Then I kept reading the comments… holy shit! We’ve pissed off (and thrilled) a whole lotta people. I thought Chowhound was ridiculous (and it is – 7 pages of threads discussing every aspect of what we do) but I don’t remember getting that many sandwiches sent back.
It does happen. If its not hot enough, not fatty enough or too fatty we will replace any sandwich. If you hated it and didn’t say anything so you could go home and write that it sucked and people shouldn’t go, what can I do? Now, there was a month where the meat was inconsistent. What happened was we started using a very large brisket and the cure didn’t penetrate the thickest part of the brisket despite the fact that it had pickled for three weeks. As a consequence the meat was a little discoloured and dry. Once I figured out what the problem was there were still three weeks worth of meat in process.
I’m proud to stand behind the food we serve. I taste everything daily and ask my people to do the same. If we don’t meet your expectations let us take care of it. If we can’t meet your expectations, let’s part as friends. Or as my father once said: don’t go away angry, just go away. I kid. Seriously, I ate a piece of knish at Andrew Tile’s birthday party on Monday and thought it was the best thing that had happened to my mouth since Rachel moved away. When my cousins Lawrence and Lola Caplansky visited the other evening and Lola made me eat half of her sandwich, I loved it despite the fact she ordered Lean. Lawrence is old school and we share a birthday. Such a character. His father was my Zaidy’s older brother.
Mark Cutrara and partner Karin Culliton owners of meat palace Cowbell stopped by for lunch on Monday. They came over afterwards to let me know how much they enjoyed it while I was sitting with friend and butcher Nick Gasparro – son of Vince and pillar of Bloor/Ossington. What a pleasure it is to have a place where people can come and eat with me although I heard I missed Moses Znaimer for the second time last night. Avie Bennett (McClelland and Stewart) was in for lunch with 3 generations of Coopers yesterday. These are people who know deli and they’ve been coming almost since Day 1. If the food wasn’t right, they’d let me know and you should too.
