In the heart of Houston stands a culinary time machine disguised as Kenny & Ziggy’s New York Delicatessen – where locals and travelers alike make pilgrimages for matzo ball soup that could make your grandmother weep with jealousy.
There’s something delightfully discombobulating about turning a corner in Texas and stumbling into what feels like a portal to Manhattan’s Lower East Side.
It’s as if someone picked up a classic New York deli, complete with its boisterous energy and mammoth sandwiches, and dropped it squarely between the cacti and cowboy boots.
Kenny & Ziggy’s isn’t playing at authenticity – it lives and breathes it through every pickle spear and pastrami slice…