Quality Bay Ridge red sauce joint, crowded, noisy, and fun. Play the spot-a-real-Tony-Soprano game.
Old school meat, potatoes, and fake nails kind of place.
Standard diner fare served by Svetlana and her strictly Slavic-speaking comrades.
Beloved steakhouse with a special sauce that can put a sock in even the loudest outer-Brooklynite.
Blintzes and blinis scarfed by immigrant teenagers in too tight jeans, all set to a Russian hip-hop soundtrack. It doesn't get better than this.
Famous old school Brooklyn joint for sublime Guido food and fashion. Bring your muscles.
One-stop shopping on the cheap, just the way Middle America likes it.
Eccentric pizza breakthrough/dyslexia. Cheese on the bottom, sauce up top. The B-hurst kids go crazy.
Former coffee house turned live jazz martini lounge for sophisto-guidos who know where to take a broad.
Whole Russian families rockin' Fendi enjoy endless prix fixe, including bottle after bottle of Absolut.
Construction workers pounding beer and yelling for more fried clam strips. A cultural experience.
Step into 1970 and order up a Kaiser roll dunked in gravy and loaded with roast beef. A squeeze of cheez "on anything you pleez."
Fire-house-themed bar for cramped, cheesy, unintelligent fun. Say: suoltie dawg.
Middle Eastern stunner best excuse to visit the Guido zoo.
Brooklyn's/America's finest coal-oven pizza pies. Get there before the dough runs out.
Viva Vegas for retro dining in Bensonhurst.
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