Trip to Astoria

This past weekend my group and I visited Astoria, Queens. We didn’t really know what to expect driving into the neighborhood because we have heard and researched so many mixed reviews about it. However, we were definitely taken back while exploring all the different cuisines, beer gardens, and amenities that Astoria had to offer.

Before coming to Astoria we had researched that there was a scarcity of garbage disposals and trash cans in the neighborhood. While driving down 24th Ave, we noticed that between 31st and 26th street there were less than about 5 trash cans spreading across those 5 blocks. We were appalled by that how such a lively neighborhood and street can have such little waste disposal. Due to this, it contributed to the littering that took over the streets. But what struck me most wasn’t the power plant, or the littering, or the projects that we saw, but the vast variety of cuisine that was offered in the neighborhood. In just one block we saw a French and Italian bakery, a Greek restaurant, and much more. During our visit, we decided to stop by a little greek restaurant called BZ Grill. We read reviews about it which stated that this is the most authentic and delicious greek food in the whole neighborhood – and it definitely lived up to its word.

This is what BZ Grill looks like.

This is what BZ Grill looks like.

Its a very small place that has about 4 tables inside. The kitchen is right outside for all the customers to see and the meat is fresh and cooked right in front of you. image

It was crazy to see that this lamb was cooked and roasted on the skewers right in front of all the customers. My group and I decided to order gyros along with Greek fries that had feta cheese on them. To say that the meal was delicious would be an understatement. It’s safe to say that it was probably the most authentic Greek food I have ever indulged in. image image

Flushing, Queens

When I first got to Flushing, I did not realize how big this part of Queens was. I started out on main street where it is mostly Chinese immigrants that populated the area. Everything was in Chinese, the signs, menus, prices and the writing on the products. The thing I found most interesting about this area of Flushing was the stand of all different kinds of food, hot food, fast food, fruits, vegetables, fish and meats and a lot of things that I have never seen before. One of the mini supermarkets that I went to on Main Street had an enormous variety of Chinese candies mostly hard candies and chewable candies like starbursts shaped and flavored all differently. The drinks were even foreign to me, mostly the types of soda. The soda sold in the markets along main street and the Hong Kong supermarket are not like coca cola or sprite the colors of the drinks are even unique, there was bright green, purple, red, pink in thick glass bottles that had this little ball in the cap that had to be pushed through into the bottle so it could become carbonated. The food was not entirely strange to me. A lot of the Chinese food was the common things we see in Chinese restaurants around Staten Island, but there were a lot of things I did not recognize. The different kinds of fish cooked in various ways I have never seen before was this fish I saw at a street vendor was the whole fish just grilled on a stick.

Ten minutes away from Main Street, Flushing turns into an entirely different place. By Kissena Blvd, it becomes populated with Jewish families and a lot of Muslims. Around this area, there are only about three supermarkets that sell fresh fruits, vegetables, and meats. Compared to Main Street there were markets that sold all different kinds of food everywhere. This part of Queens had mostly fast food places to eat with a couple pizzerias, one of which I went to called Valentino’s and a lot of food stands and restaurants that sold Hallah food because the area was highly populated with Muslim families. Another thing I found most interesting was the parks; there are tons of parks by Kissena Blvd. The people who live in this area hang out in the parks more often then people in my neighborhood of Huguenot does with a park being right down the block from my house. The park was crowded with all different kinds of people; some people seemed like they were just talking a walk through the park if they had nothing to do. I asked people in the parks if they had any other information about Main Street, but they all said the same thing “it’s full of Chinese people” and that’s all they had to say. One thing I found funny was that one person told me they call the area where Main Street is “chino main” because of all these Chinese people and that you can only buy Chinese food and products there.