Schwartz’s Smoked Meat – Memories Through the Eyes of my City

In Montreal there’s a place of fame,

Where people flock to with no shame,

A temple of meats and smoked fish,

Where every bite is worth a wish.

Schwartz’s Deli, oh how it sings,

Of flavour piled high on rings,

Of mustard’s tang and rye bread’s crunch,

That make your taste buds dance a punch.

The walls are lined with photos old,

Of famous folks who’ve braved the cold,

To savour Schwartz’s famed smoked meat,

And revel in this culinary feat.

The wait in line is often long,

But once inside, it feels like home,

As you indulge in this hearty fare,

And forget about life’s daily snare.

Oh Schwartz’s Deli, how we love,

Your mouth-watering meats from above,

A taste of Montreal’s rich history,

A culinary masterpiece of mystery.