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MISTER BRISKET HAS THE BEST PASTRAMI IN THE GAME!
DON'T YOU EVER TALK ABOUT MEAT!
"What strange and wonderful meat combinations can I offer you young gentlemen today?"
A perfect storm of anticipation, passion, and meat paint every square inch of Cleveland's small home to one of its biggest attractions. Crisp white paint and clean lighting provide a surgical atmosphere where the product of one man's passion and dreams culminate in an experience not soon to be forgotten. And that's just Mister Brisket's bathroom.
MISTER BRISKET
2156 S. Taylor Rd
Cleveland Heights, Ohio 44118
216-932-8620
MisterBrisket.com
What's good?
- Pastrami
- Corned Beef
- Brisket
- Skirt Steak
After scouring the surrounding area of Cedar & South Taylor for parking, SuperBrisket and I haphazardly ventured across the unforgiving street of South Taylor. Nestled inconspicuously between the African Hair-Braiding Salon and First Choice Driving School, we had found our meat sanctuary. Upon entering Mister Brisket, which we have come to affectionally call "Bringus", we were greeted by our eccentric host with perhaps the most profound question ever bestowed upon our human race.
Like Phil Robertson in a GQ interview, I was completely unprepared for the question and responded in such a way that an entire nation immediately and rightfully hated me. Okay, maybe I'm being a little dramatic, but I wish I had that moment back. In a moment of sheer panic brought on by the gravity of the existential question posed before me, I somehow found the breath to respond with "Well, what do you have that's good?".
Much like our Predator look-a-like friend, Mister Brisket has the hardware and reputation to add "meat" to his claim. Mister Brisket currently
lays claim to CleveScene's distinction of "Cleveland's Best Pastrami Sandwhich" and
boasts a 4.6/5.0 on Yelp.com. Following our host's nearly prophetic proclamation; I ordered an extra-large half-pastrami/half-corned beef with thousand island dressing, while my counterpart ordered an extra-large half-pastrami/half-brisket with thousand island dressing and swiss. To the uninitiated Clevelander, this may not evoke the level of emotions that are appropriate for this meaty masterpiece, so let's break it down.
As if this were the moment our host had been waiting his whole life for, his eyes filled with the same wonder of a man whose virgin ears had experienced Pink Floyd for the very first time. He responded "We have the best pastrami in Cleveland" with a fire that could only be matched by the best corner in the game, Richard Sherman.
After recieving our meat masterpieces, we headed back to our car, protecting the sandwiches like a pair of fullbacks barreling into the endzone. Nothing was going to ruin this moment. Once we had arrived at SuperBrisket's secret hideout, we ate in silence. Partially because neither of us wanted to ruin to moment, partially because we were trying to cope with the realization that nothing in life would ever surpass the moment we were having right then and there. We had reached the pinnacle in life.
It was Bringus. It always has been Bringus.
5 out of 5
Will be back soon.
Sincerely,
Sir Hoxton St.Louis-Rib
