Some time in the early 60s Manhattan's Upper West Side went sturgeon crazy. Joints sprang up from 72nd to 106th on street corners, in abandoned diners, penthouse apartments and even mobile DJ units (Kool Herc was a master sturgeon chef and knish connoisseur). The people couldn't get enough of that creamy sturgeon goodness. But then, like so much in modern New York, the big bucks eventually moved in and took over. Barney Greengrass and Murray (last name withheld) injected millions of dollars into the sturgeon trade, monopolized the business, worked the docks with a fist, and garnered all the customers. 2010 and these two establishments are all that remain to fulfill your sturgeon needs. And it is good.