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Occupation:
Fond Memory
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Hobbies and Interests:
refilling your coffee, getting you drunk, closing forever
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Favorite Books:
"How to Make People Cry" by Fred Outtabusiness, Eviction Notices, Harry Potter
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Favorite Movies:
Frankie and Johnnie, Stop or My Mom Will Shoot!
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Favorite Music:
Anything really loud, Elvis
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Favorite TV Shows:
Alice, Any 90210 scene at the Peach Pit
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About Me:
Remember me, or have those memories been lost to "adult
sodas" and "reggae cigarettes". Cause seriously, any real
hardcore me customer was too drunk and stoned to remember
anything that went on inside my hallowed halls. What, you
say you were actually inside of me sober?! I call bullshit.
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Who I Want to Meet:
John Silber, in a dark alley. First Name: Deli Haus; Last
Name: Deli Haus
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Testimonials and Comments for Deli Haus
cheeseburger. 20 minutes later your
bathroom was never the same
directly-- Damn you Friendster beta
and your slow-as-shit server!! Anyway-
while my poor ass can't offer much
financial support to a 'Son of Deli
Haus' effort, I would like to offer my
moral support. In my times of need,
Deli Haus was always there to cheer me
up, quench my thirst, appease my
hunger, and deaden my eardrums. I
miss your surly waitresses, your
awesome hot sandwiches of all
varieties, and especially your seven
day of the week sundays! Please come
back! And Fuck those hoity-toity
Kenmore Sq. "we'll tear your beloved
businesses down and build some stupid
ass hotel for overpriced baseball fans
etc. motherfuckers!" Find some place
that truly deserves you Haus! I
suggest Inman Square, or Davis or
Porter, or even Central if you have
to. I love you Citgo sign, but
Kenmore is dying fast...
aka "Poppy" opened you up in 1964...and
my parents ran you in the 70's and
80's...Does anyone out there know what
I'm talkin' about? "Sloppy Joes"...I
spent a good part of my youth hanging
out...selling gum and peppermint
patties behind the cash rap...playing
michael jackson from the juke
box...anyways we miss it and wish we
could bring it back old school
style...I'm not sure about the chicken
melts but glad to know it meant so much
to so many....
forever. i was walking to the 'haus, my
heart full at the prospect of a velvet
elvis and pbr served to me by some
indifferent punk rock goddess. my steps
grew lighter as i got closer to you, i
could almost feel the warm peanutbutter
in my stomach. and then...
you were gone...
along with a piece of my youth i will
never be able to recapture.
Deli Haus in 1963. With all this
support we are thinking of reopening,
bigger and better. Same old punk rock,
eggs, melts, guinness floats, and rats.
I need all the support i can get while
trying to get funding. Any location
ideas? Is kenmore still a good location
with that horrible hotel monstrosity.
Would central sq or Davis be better?
The family thanks everyone for the mad
love and props.
'Beat the Haus' again. Boo hoo hoo...
if not for you. With a few obvious
exceptions, things are just better
with a twist of German. I'd never ask
for powdered suger on my french toast
but, I miss it. You're in my heart
always, honey.
back in time through a rift in space and
consciousness. Beloved restraunt of
Boston, hark, for your days are numbered
in the past.
November, 1995. Emersonians ready to
stagger to Amtrak in the morning to
return to the bosoms of their adoring
(?) families. Pouring rain. Pneumonia
weather. Approximately 12:45 am. A
knock at the door, interrupting my non-
packing for the 10:15 train. Deli-
Haus? In the gushing rain? Walking? In
the cold? Now? Of course. Let me just
get my shoes. This is how much I loved
the Haus. True story.
or '92.. went there madd times.. in
recent days, took the wife a couple of
times.. though soon after she left me,
the haus was gone too :(