Gravesend ,My food destiny ...i mean destination.

So it began with a bus and a train to Ave X in far-out bklyn ,once swamp and mosquitos...not far from Coney Island and Brighton beach...Russians and Turks and Latinos and Asians now share this land, and yet I was in search of an Italian eatery, Anthony's,there since 1947 and recommended by Yessenia. The chicken parm delux with peppers hidden under the cheesy blanket was worth the trip. And the hand painted mural. And the neighborhood vibe in the restaurant and on the street {see photo of hand ball court memorial)..but this is where the journey just begins as i wandered to Nostrand and Emmons where the ships leave port for fishing and where i rediscovered Randazzo's Clam Bar and Roll N Roaster (where I snagged a Roast Beef and some corn fritters to go) and then onto what was once my favorite lobster shore dinner emporium, Lundys,,,now converted into a gourmet grocery(Cherry Hill Cafe) with Baltic delights and a Turkish cafe and,as the pictures suggest the devil's
snack market. But the old stucco exterior and Spanish tiled roof survive...and i have miles to go before the true Gravesend, G-d willing.