Back in the mid-50s, I used to live at 30-01 83rd or as my Bklyn buddies called it, toity-oh-wun-aiddy-toid.
Three of us lived in a cellar apartment of a nice Hungarian lady who kept us alive at times by giving us a big pan of goulash.
We worked as air traffic controllers at NY Center then at Hangar 11, Idlewild......6 days a week, 8+ hrs a day for about $85 bucks.
There was a bar at Northern and 89th called, I think, Club 89. Big guy named Tony ran it and he, too, kept us fed with a twice a week freebies of lasagna or some other pasta.
What's there now?