Save the Deli reported yesterday that Carnegie Deli owner Milton Parker died on Friday. He was 90-years-old. His business card once read “Milton Parker, CPM (Corned beef and pastrami maven).” The restaurant is known for making the biggest pastrami sandwich imaginable; in December, the Serious Eats Lab Team conducted a study that revealed a single Carnegie Deli sandwich could be used to make 5 normal sandwiches.
Milton Parker was born on January 10, 1919, and opened his first restaurant—a coffee shop in the newly minted Long Island suburb Levittown—when he was 28. Soon after Parker opened the Carnegie Deli with partner Leo Steiner, who died in 1988 at the age of 48. The Carnegie Deli was a legendary hangout for show business figures, politicians, and corned beef lovers. According to Steiner’s Times obituary, for the United States bicentennial celebration in 1976, the Deli prepared “a 60-pound ''Statue of Liverty'' from chopped liver—complete with a turkey wing torch."
At a ribbon-cutting at the short-lived Carnegie Deli opening in Los Angeles, “Carol Channing plopped a giant Styrofoam matzoh ball into a gargantuan bowl of chicken soup.” Part of Woody Allen’s Broadway Danny Rose was filmed inside the original Carnegie. And early last month, Mayor Bloomberg offered giant Carnegie Deli cheesecakes as token peace offering in the event of a Philadelphia Eagles win. The Eagles, of course, won.
"Pastrami has its own ordering nickname," Parker wrote in his 2005 memoir, "a pistol." At the Carnegie Deli, you will hear the servers calling out, "A pistol on whiskey down," (rye bread toasted) or "A pistol dressed" (Russian dressing and coleslaw on the bread).
"The reason is not because pastrami is the king of sandwiches and merits its own special name," wrote Parker, but to avoid any confusion between pastrami and salami, whose endings sound alike. Mr. Parker showed New York that pastrami is the king of sandwiches by any name.





"Turkey, roast beef and tongue. Makes a nice samwich. A nice samwich."
The pastrami reubens I have eaten at the Carnegie Deli have been among the most delicious sandwiches I have ever consumed. Thank you and rest in peace.
I'm afraid to eat one of those. I had a pastrami reuben at Artie's on the UWS and it was awesome but almost killed me: the blood drained from my head and most of my limbs for at least 12 hours to help with digestion and I was just useless till the next day.
If the ones at Carnegie Deli are bigger or better, I don't think I'd survive.
Perhaps if you weren't such a glutton you wouldn't have those problems. I've ordered the sandwich delivered to work and had to bring home three quarters of it. It's really that big. And for $15.00, quite a bargain.
They're okay. Not the greatest, but okay. Takes me about half an hour to finish one and I don't really like spending that kind of money for just one sandwich.
$60 for the sandwich, $2,500 for the emergency room visit. Money well spent.
great food. horrific service.
R.I.P, Milton.
Carnegie still has good food (I recommended sharing the sandwiches or taking the leftovers home for a later time) and has the stereotypical, cranky and hurried NY service (which isn't a big deal b/c it's a deli). My only complaint is that the cleanliness of the place has gone downhill in the past few years.
#3, the sandwiches are Carnegie are much, much better than Artie's and bigger.
jackdonaghy -- are you trying to kill me?
I don't think I can handle better. I know I can't handle bigger.
"That's what she said." - Michael Scott
I understand his mortal remains were chopped-up and used to make a 6-foot sub ..to be eaten by all who loved & cared for him.
BURP!
That sucks. Now the family will start the shopping the place around again. Say goodbye to Katz's.
excuse me..... I was mesmerized by the photo. say good bye to Carnegie!
I think the Katz space will sell before Carnegie (there are always rumors of Katz' demise) but it Gothamist or Eater posted that the Carnegie Deli was becoming an oversized Pret A Manger or Cosi, I would not be surprised.
I have to say, showing that photo of a fleshy sandwich alongside a death announcement is just kind of icky. My brain automatically thought, this is the deceased?
It was automatic. And yucky.
The embalmed version of that sandwich is at Zabars.
Ugh...you just reminded me of the time I had an anatomy class (6 hours long) in college with a cadaver and the guy behind me began some kind of covert operation to sneak-eat a tuna salad sandwich behind his binder.