What more needs to be said about Di Fara's? You either get it or you don't. No point in arguing.
The Turkish delights and cheese pastries are addictive as crack. Look in the back for exotic grains, spices, and other pantry items.
Ride a bike down to Red Hook some time, pick up some key lime pies at Steve's (while admiring the ramshackle store), and then go sit out on the pier to eat while looking at NYC's maritime glory.
Ask for a well-aged ribeye steak, then go home to grill it and reconnect with the deep animal parts of your brain.
Everything here is incredibly cheap and filled with grudging Polish love. Decor is superb, too.
