Quality Bay Ridge red sauce joint, crowded, noisy, and fun. Play the spot-a-real-Tony-Soprano game.
Jungle-themed dance club decorated with scary-looking cats. And that's just the clientele.
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.
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.
How many hotdogs can you feed your face in 12 minutes? Hit the Coney classic to find out, but only after the Cyclone.
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.
Enjoy burlesque and iced vodka with Russian mafiosos. Dress to impress and do not fuck around.
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.
TEMPORARILY CLOSED due to fire. Brooklyn's finest coal-oven pizza pies. Get there before the dough runs out.
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