"House-smoked meats are the specialty at Mile End, served either on a platter or sandwich. Paired with a few briny pickles or a side of the irresistible poutine, and the result is a well-rounded, inventive and hearty Jewish-inspired feast. Located in a former hardware store, Mile End's dining room is casual, with bare-bone décor and just a few tables that fill up quickly, especially during weekend brunch hours." - Carbone Smolan Agency
"The Mile End Delicatessen serves up Jewish deli classics alongside more expectedly “Brooklyn” dishes. For example, if reubens and smoked brisket aren’t your thing, satisfy your inner hipster with charred bok choy or salt-baked whole beet. No matter your preference, be sure to dabble in their house-made pickle plate - an array of sweet and crunchy pickles to tickle your fancy." - Brooklyn Digital Foundry
"In Boerum Hill, Mile End Deli is a Montreal-style Jewish deli. Instead of the pastrami you’ll see at places like Katz’s, they serve what’s called smoked meat. It’s similar, but a bit leaner, and just as good on rye bread with a swipe of brown mustard, or in a smoked meat, egg, and cheese sandwich." - willa moore, bryan kim, molly fitzpatrick, will hartman, sonal shah
"The Jewish diaspora into the Americas was not limited to the northeastern United States, and Mile End Deli in Boerum Hill is proof of that. The spot is a Montreal-style Jewish deli, meaning that it’s where you should go for Montreal-style bagels—smaller, thinner, and sweeter than their New York counterparts—and more importantly, a smoked meat sandwich. It’s very similar to pastrami, but it’s dry-cured and often leaner, and works wonderfully on rye bread with mustard. Other than that, you’ll find poutine, spicy schnitzel sandwiches, and a pretty tasty version of matzo ball soup here." - will hartman, carina finn koeppicus, kenny yang
"Visibly speckled with flecks of herbs and looking almost like veggie patties (with a slightly orange tinge), these latkes had a shredded interior that felt a little dry yet somehow left an oily aftertaste; overall, not worth writing home to Montreal about." - Nick Mancall-Bitel