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Forego Manhattan’s gentrified versions of dim sum and hop the N train to Bensonhurst for culinary adventure. On weekend mornings, this boisterous beer-hall like restaurant overfills, and you’ll probably share a table with Chinese families. An endless parade of carts offer familiar dishes like delicate shrimp and spinach dumplings and sloppy-joe-like bbq pork buns and delicious novelties such as fried pork skins and boiled chicken feet (nails included) that taste like salted, unflavored Jell-o. And all gut-busting meals are best concluded with the salty-sweet, emerald colored dessert dumplings that gush a lava-like black sesame paste inducing delirious bouts of food happiness.
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