Two Cuisines Seperated By A Common Cholesterol Count

Somehow my wife and I triumphed Sunday morning, by making it to Zabar's before the morning rush (stocking up on leaden unleaveneds for Passover) AND then to Barney Greengrass, (the temple of Jewish gastronomy and top-referrer to Mt. Sinai's cardiology department) in time to get a table for breakfast without a wait. Since I'd already had my heart healthy oatmeal breakfast at home, I opted for discretion and just ate an appetizer sized plate of novy with a toasted bialy and scallion cream cheese.
But more satisfying than beating the crowds at both institutions of gourmandizing or the smoked fish was the fact that the time-worn wallpaper at Barney's is a vintage 1950's-style view of my other home, New Orleans. How and why it came to be there is a question I need to ask third generation owner Gary Greengrass. But one feels to be the cat that ate the proverbial cream when you sit down, eat an order of novy, sturgeon, eggs and onions, in a sea of NY-Times snapping, essers and fressers, with the City of a Million Dreams hanging on the walls in plain view.