Dream Escape, but Ditch the Kitchen!

Ruth Stroud
4 min readJan 11, 2021

Takeout is a better option, especially if you have a deli close by!

It seemed like a good idea at the time-a rented Airbnb in sunny Palm Springs with a hot tub and a fully equipped kitchen. My husband could bask in bubbly turquoise waters to his heart’s content while I stilled my nerves and skirted COVID-19 fears with meals composed of carefully curated food, mostly imported from home.

But, as they say, beware of best-laid plans; they tend to go awry. My “easy” meal of Trader Joe’s pasta and jarred tomato sauce, augmented with onions, mushrooms, red wine and ground turkey, didn’t work out so well. It was awkwardly balanced on Jeff’s knee (no indoor table) as we watched aghast the repeated images of domestic terrorists and thugs sacking our Capitol and threatening our legislators-and our democracy-on CNN.

Our Airbnb kitchen — pristine after we scrubbed up spilled wine!

And the wine I was so looking forward to imbibing with the meal went flying across the spotless kitchen floor, leaving a lake of crimson spirits topped with smashed green glass to mop up before dinner. Then, there was the grand final — a sink full of dirty dishes- not exactly a romantic centerpiece in my vacation fantasies.

“I said we should have just gotten takeout,” Jeff said.

Yup!

Just down the street from our rented condo was Sherman’s Deli & Bakery, a Palm Springs institution since 1964. The Sherman’s website says the original owner, Sherman Harris, whose children now run the deli, had moved to Palm Springs from the Midwest in 1953 and at one time had five restaurants/delis in the Palm Springs area. Today there are just two-this one and another in Palm Desert.

On previous occasions, we’d dined well on matzo ball soup and pastrami on rye, sitting comfortably at one of the many tables inside. With California’s strict ban on indoor and outdoor dining, everything had switched to takeout. But, unlike so many businesses we observed on Palm Canyon Drive that were either vacant or struggling, Sherman’s seemed to be the most popular place in town, with lines of people waiting either to order food or for pick-up.

Still, as we’ve heard many stories about the death of the Jewish deli in New York and elsewhere, and, more broadly, the permanent closure of so many restaurants in the midst of this pandemic, my heart (and my stomach!) did a little dance as we waited for our food and watched the anomaly (these days anyway) of what appeared to be a thriving business.

We opted for takeout lunches by the pool-twice-with Jeff going for his favorite meal both times, grilled cheese, fries and a pickle. A kosher hotdog on a egg bun with baked beans was my pick one day, chicken noodle soup another, and, of course, there was room for dessert-and the temptation of a pastry case full of freshly baked desserts easily overcame a few weak New Year’s resolutions.

Pastry case at Sherman’s Deli & Bakery in Palm Springs

I skipped the delectable looking eclairs, tarts and Napoleons — all baked in-house, I was assured-for some rugelach, feeling somewhat competitive after baking my own. After heating them up briefly in the microwave, I had to admit Sherman’s were delicious-and expertly shaped! Clearly I’ll have to work on my technique.

Indian Canyons, a lovely hiking spot in Palm Springs.

We tore ourselves away from the TV to visit Indian Canyons, ancestral home of the Agua Caliente band of Cahuilla Indians and a lovely hiking spot. With few visitors, it was easy to stay physically distant and, for a moment, enjoy a welcome respite from the drumbeat of shocking news.

Then it was back to our digs for more nonstop “entertainment” from CNN and MSNBC-news of the election of two Democratic Senators from Georgia turning the Senate blue, drowned out by the ongoing drama of terror and mayhem at the Capitol.

I wondered if violence would become the new norm in American politics if election results didn’t meet some voters’ expectations. No, not here. As so many have said, America is better than this. I certainly hope and believe so.

Meanwhile, I definitely needed more wine (white this time), more hot tub soaking and some matzo ball soup before we headed back to LA!

Ah, if only food, drink, glorious scenery — and a good long soak — could solve the world’s problems!

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