Why is it that I fall in love with every place I go in Portland, Oregon? I'm here visiting my uncle (weather: uncharacteristically sunny, but a frigid 23 degrees) and we popped over to this delicious sandwitch spot for a ruben slider and some chili. Billed as a Jewish delicatessen, but with an industrial-slash-farmhouse feel, the sandwiches (and the succotash, which was yesterday's soup of the day) at Kenny and Zuke's rock.

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I mean, I don't even like corned beef all that much, and I LOVED the ruben. And, true to Portland form, the place doesn't feel like it's trying too hard. It just is what it is. Which is a fabulous, could stand up to any New York deli, spot. Make sure you don't miss it if you're ever out here. Seriously. And bring an appetite.