-
Urban Deli
68 King St.
Saint John, NB
Canada, E2L 1G4
Phone: 506.652.3354Hours
Day (Deli)
- Mon - Fri: 11:30am - 3:00pm
- Sat: 9:00am - 3:00pm
- Sun: Closed
Night (Italian):
- Wed to Fri: 5:30pm - 9:00pm (last reservation)As long as your food order is into our kitchen by closing time you can sit back and relax … We will not rush you out.
The Menu
-
Bite- waiting for my kid May 16, 2012The moment that Meaghan told me that she was leaving home defined the beginning of a new mother daughter connection. We would learn to condense our relationship into meaningful but limited periods of time. I can’t believe that four years have … Continue reading → […]Michelle
- waiting for my kid May 16, 2012
- NY Times – Dining & Wine
- ArtsBeat: A New Cafe for the Public Theater May 21, 2012It will feature food from the team that created the popular restaurants Locanda Verde and the Dutch. […]
- ArtsBeat: A New Cafe for the Public Theater May 21, 2012
- Food Network – News
- Recipe to Riches Returns, Casting Call Announced! January 26, 2012It's official We'll be receiving a 'second helping' of Recipe to Riches The national casting officially opens today as the team begins the new search for Canadian home cooks with a recipe worth $250,000.Evaluating the auditions in each city will […]
- Recipe to Riches Returns, Casting Call Announced! January 26, 2012
- Eating Well – Huffington
- The Best Way to Cut an Onion Without Crying May 16, 2012Some people swear by holding a piece of bread in your mouth while cutting onions. Others say cutting them next to a candle or under running water helps. After trial and error, below are a few tips I've found that really work. […]
- The Best Way to Cut an Onion Without Crying May 16, 2012
Tag Archives: smoked foods
Charcuterie and going to school
We went to school last week. Actually, “we” didn’t. Our cook Mike Buchanan and the Urban Deli soon-to-be in-house smoker expert Gord Hewitt went to school. They took a week long Charcuterie, Smokehouse, and Condiment Workshop at the Hyde Park … Continue reading