I had never had a knish before. They may be on most NYC street corners, but they simply don't exist in Savannah, GA. When I made plans to see a movie at Sunshine Cinema next door, I decided a knish would make the perfect movie snack. I went with the spinach, but I imagine it didn't taste too different from the regular potato. There is little distinction between the thin dough shell and the mound of smooth mashed potatoes inside. It looks like a hockey puck and weighs even more which is why I was surprised that my teeth just fell through it. For something so heavy, it was incredibly light. I feel bad saying anything negative about this LES stalwart and admittedly my knish experience is less than minimal, but my only critique is that it could have used a bit of salt. That may be a blasphemous claim to many New Yorkers, but I call 'em like I see 'em. I also picked up an order of kasha and bows. Although it's not their specialty, it was dang good.
I hope Yonah Schimmel's knishery stays right where it is. I want the Lower East Side to retain as much of its heritage as possible because I love walking past the reminder of those who walked the streets before me.
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