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once upon a time I used to frequent a really nice eatery that was blown up on an episode of The Sopranos. But in reality it wasn't Italian at all. It was a nouveau(sp?) Spanish menu and the Chef was trained at the some famous French culinary school. But the place itself was in the hood, a weird mixture of gang banger, Italian and Portuguese. One night they had cigar dinner full of local lawyers, politicians. Each course had its own wine and cigar. After about the 8th or 9th course (first time eating rabbit) I was shhhh-ugar faced so bad I was smoking from the wrong side of the cigar. I never went near a cigar for a long time after that.