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• When I started my current job a few months ago, I was excited to see what the Financial District had to offer for lunch. I’ve since learned that this neighborhood has little of worth in this category, but one place does stand out – Sam’s Falafel in Lincoln Plaza. When I first saw it, the large line that protruded from this tiny cart overwhelmed me. I was also surprised by the large amount of Wall Street types excitedly waiting for Sam’s $3 falafel sandwich. Either these men in suits were trying to save money in preparation for the now imminent recession, or the falafel is just that good. Either way, dozens of Wall Street types can’t be wrong, so I tried one of Sam’s $3 falafel sandwiches. It was dense, messy, and delicious – by far the best thing I’ve had in the neighborhood. Well worth leaving the NASDAQ floor, or your data entry job, for.

• The following is an illustration of my friend, Josh, and me during Senior year – most likely right before leaving for Kingston’s Wendy’s. The craving in our eyes is beautifully depicted by Justin Maung. If you have any Fein Dining-inspired art, write me a message and I’ll gladly check it out.

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The New York Times has written about Sunset Park’s Chinatown and 5th Avenue again. That still doesn’t make up for them endorsing Clinton.

• I often find myself scouring the web for food-related items. However, I have often gone to bed hungry for more information on Sunset Park restaurants and food – disappointed that this Brooklyn neighborhood doesn’t get more respect from the local media. During one particular all-night binge of relishing the Internet and my snacks, I found an article on one of the many culinary wonders found in Sunset Park — a review of Ming Gee Seafood Palace in the Daily News. Also, my mother recently sent me an article she found in The New York Times (I wonder where I get my Internet obsession from…) about tacos. It’s nice to see one of America’s most prestigious and important newspapers showing respect for Sunset Park’s dining scene. It’s also good to see The New York Times jumping in…

• While patrolling Sunset Park’s 8th Ave., I’ve seen a fair amount of Chinese markets displaying buckets full of geoduck (pronounced ‘gooey duck’).

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I saw this monstrosity for the first time on No Reservations and was reminded of one of my nightmares from my childhood, where a large animal-like object stalked after my dog, Gypsy, while she was outside going to the bathroom. I have since gotten over having this reaction and actually find the geoduck to be the main attraction of 8th Ave. whenever I go up there. I hope to have a geoduck party one day, but I should probably improve my gag reflex before I slice open that syphon…

• I came across a Chinese movie, “The Untold Story,” about a serial killer who chops up his victims and puts their flesh in the pork buns at his restaurant. I’m not sure if this is supposed to whet my appetite…