Following up on on my recent column about delis and a deli exhibit, I travel to distant Tarzana (by car, not jungle vine) to eat at a deli I had mistakenly listed as among those closed in recent years, and also round up comments from readers. If you live in the Inland Empire, well, as one Riverside reader put it, it’s “a Jewish deli desert.” Not a Jewish deli dessert, which would be delicious. Read more in my Wednesday column.