potato, kasha knishes! The truck even had a mustard dispenser and a salt shaker.
The tuna pizza knish at Mom’s hole-in-the-wall was a gourmet treat. Then we would go down to the banks of the Neversink to digest it, although that wasn’t as relaxing as the Loch Sheldrake lake behind Beachcomber. There, you could rent a rowboat or a canoe and really spend a fun afternoon, if you didn’t fall out of the boat. If you timed it right you could make the first movie, too, in the “air-cooled” (ie, no air conditioning) theater.
I think the dairy in Woodbourne was Lucky Dip.