Shindai "Eat what you love, love what you eat."

Consistency is something to be appreciated in a chinese restaurant and Sesame is consistently good. With a minimum of fuss, the service is good and the meals are always as good as you’d expect (and better than the price would suggest).

I went for the steak and while it was nothing short of very good, it was not what I would consider a life-changing experience worthy of the almost flagrant sticker shock at the end of the meal. Considering all we ordered were steaks, a couple of sides and soft drinks (no alcohol) the pricey bill ($180 + tax and tip, for two) made reflection on the experience tainted long after the last delicious morsel was consumed.

There hasn’t been been a dish served in Mallorca that I did not find to be exceptional both in taste and presentation. The food seems authentic Mediterranean as the menus and the staff are Spanish. The atmosphere is cozy, on the edge of claustrophobic, but the friendly, nimble staff and comfortably romantic setting makes it perfect for a date, a family gathering or a special occasion.

The food is the star at Mallorca. A simple glance at a neighbor’s plate, combined with the smile on their faces will tell you that the excellent meal on your plate is the rule, not the exception. Steaks served here are ginormous and I also highly recommend the lobster, where two tails are served split down the middle and stuffed with lump crab meat.

Pickles in a bucket. Then, Pastrami. Rye. Mustard. Tree branch…

Basically, the guys at Carnegie Deli take a slice of good bread, and hold it under a a slicer filled with exquisite meats and cheeses for about five minutes, then spear the tower of meat and bread with a tree branch. Call that a sandwich? You bet you sweet tookus it is.

Served up with a small bucket of different types of gerkins, you’ll need to bring a friend because if you can eat it all by yourself, you are clearly trying to kill yourself (but at least you’ll die happy).

Carnegie is an institution of the Big Apple as evidenced by the many framed, autographed pics of anyone who’s anyone that has had a hankering for a good sammich hanging vigil along the walls.

If you are one of those rare individuals with a black hole for a stomach and you still have room left over for dessert, Carnegie is sure to plug that puppy with one of their lip-smacking desserts (all of which are groaningly good and impossibly huge as well). You’d think giants ate here. Honestly. :P