Lunch in Fort Lauderdale occasionally requires two hands, several napkins, and a brief strategy meeting before the first bite.
At one old-school deli, pastrami rises between slices of bread in layers tall enough to block the view across the table. Bagels arrive warm, matzo ball soup carries pure comfort, and every generous plate brings a little New York attitude to sunny Florida.
How do you eat a sandwich nearly as big as your head?…