A man who is not touched by the earthy lyricism of hot pastrami, the pungent fantasy of corned beef, pickles, frankfurters, the great lusty impertinence of good mustard is a man of stone and without heart.
Herb Gardner (2000). “Herb Gardner: the collected plays and the screenplay Who is Harry Kellerman and why is he saying those terrible things about me?”, Applause Books
