An Ode to Izzy’s - Cincinnati Magazine

An Ode to Izzy’s - Cincinnati Magazine

Back when Izzy Kadetz still ran his place downtown, a friend used to go in regularly for a heaping helping of abuse. Izzy would get this smirk on his face and say, “Naw, you don’t want that today.” Or he’d get this disgusted face as he looked her up and down, “No Reuben for you. You’ve been putting on weight. You’ll get the matzo ball soup today instead.” And of all the times she went there, Izzy never charged her the same price twice. You could…