Would you guess the above photograph was taken in NYC? More specifically, Howard Beach, Queens, that sacred landscape on the way to Rockaway filled with gaudy houses with marble columns and individuals who redefine what it means to be I-talian American. And during Christmas its a destination for overly insane Christmas lights displays. Can't wait! I always joke that I'm a guido, but when I go to Howard Beach I realize I am sadly far from it. For one I have zero tan. To be proper you need to apparently be bordering on orange and glowing. And my Queen's accent is embarrassingly pathetic. I really need to work on it. My brother Mike teaches a course in Guidonics, I will have to freshen up. Next time I'm there I'll rock my guinea horn so I can fit in better.
I made myself feel less inadequate with some fried clams from where else but Lenny's Clam Bar. This place has been here forever, slinging seafood and Italian American favorites. I got it to go, and it was oh so fried and good even out of the take-out container with the paper bag as my place mat.
161-03 Cross Bay Blvd.
Howard Beach, NY 11414
(718) 845-5100
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You are not calling your father a guido, are you? Although I appreciate this misguided idea of what it means to be I-talian., I do find it sort of amusing.
What a great place. Check out the menu. They have someting they call super-sod its unbelief. Ming
Have the supersod. Its unbelief. Ming.
OMG JOE TOO FUNNY! SUPERSOD!!!
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