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'50s-era malt shop takes you back to a time when people ate carbs and fat without feeling like criminals.

Football field-sized gentleman's club, mecca for those who like the glow of pink and purple neon on a nice rack.

Eat a heart, watch some futbol, and feel like the baddest mofo in Jackson Heights.

Atkins sí, vegetarianism no, at this authentic Argentine steakhouse.

Addictive, thin-crust pies in a Forest Hills hideaway.

The extra Zabb is for extra Esan flavor.

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