Abe Reles / Kid Twist Abe “Kid Twist” Reles was a real sharp character, born in Brooklyn in 1906. This guy wasn’t no ordinary mug; he was the brains behind Murder, Inc., the notorious hit squad for the National Crime Syndicate. Kid Twist had a knack for gettin’ things done, if you know what I […]
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‘Cause mobsters gotta eat too! Alright, listen up, you mugs! Even the big boss himself, Al Capone, needs to fill his belly with some grub now and then. And let me tell ya, there ain’t nothin’ better than Capone’s Classic Spaghetti and Meatballs to satisfy those cravings. Picture this: tender, juicy meatballs made with the
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102-11 Queens Blvd. in Forest Hills September 22, 1966 What’s the big f’in deal, huh? Families go out for a fancy dinner every damn night, and that’s the perfect opportunity to handle some business, you know what I’m sayin’? Discussing our D&D – differences and smoothing out any friggin’ difficulties. And now the cops got
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262 Forth Avenue, Brooklyn. Cor. Carroll Street, Brooklyn, NY. Tel: South 9135 262 Forth Avenue in Brooklyn was home to Joe’s Italian Kitchen, a joint that knew how to satisfy your cravings for authentic Italian cuisine. The ads boasted, ” Try Us for Real Food. ” This little gem sat right on the corner of
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So here’s how it went down, see? April 15, 1931, a sunny afternoon in Coney Island. Giuseppe “Joe the Boss” Masseria, big shot from Sicily, walks into his favorite joint, Nuova Villa Tammaro, for some cards and seafood. This guy started climbing the mob ladder soon as he hit New York in 1902. By the
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So, you wanna hear about Carmine Galante, huh? Lemme tell ya, this guy was somethin’ else. Born on February 21, 1910, in the rough streets of East Harlem, he climbed the Mafia ladder like a champ, earnin’ the nickname “The Cigar” ’cause he always had one hangin’ from his mouth. From a young age, he
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Ah, let me tell ya ’bout Big Jim Colosimo, the kingpin of Chicago’s underworld, born Vincenzo Colosimo on February 16, 1878, in Calabria, Italy. This guy, known as “Diamond Jim” for his flashy style and diamond-studded attire, started his American dream with small-time crimes, workin’ his way up to runnin’ nearly 200 brothels, rakin’ in
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Crazy Joe Gallo was one of the wildest cats to ever roam these streets. Born on April 7, 1929, Joe was as unpredictable as they come, hence the name “Crazy Joe.” Diagnosed with schizophrenia, he didn’t let that slow him down. Instead, he carved out a name for himself as an enforcer in the Profaci
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Let me tell ya ’bout Guarino “Willie” Moretti, or as we liked to call him, Willie Moore. Born in the old country, Italy, and making his bones over here in Jersey, Willie was a man you didn’t wanna mess with. Came up the hard way, got himself a stretch in Elmira for a little robbery
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The Machus Red Fox, ya see, was this joint on Telegraph Road up in Bloomfield Hills, just north of Detroit. It got real famous when Jimmy Hoffa, the big union boss, vanished without a trace on July 30, 1975. Harris O. Machus opened the place in ’65. It wasn’t just any spot; it was the
