Anyone who tried to order a "hot kielbasa" at the Sikorski Meat Market in Greenpoint recently most likely got a big surprise; no, it's not a euphemism for something akin to a "hot carl" or "Cleveland steamer." It was the codeword for cocaine, which the butcher shop owner distributed out of his basement to different points throughout Greenpoint and Williamsburg. All I know is that I wouldn't have followed the butcher after this exchange:
The suspects arrested include the butcher, after an FBI informant visited the shop in response to the message: “Come to the store, I have hot kielbasa for you.”
"Come to the store, I have hot kielbasa for you?" Isn't there a less suggestive way to sell someone cocaine? Anyway, on a separate note, I wholly recommend the pierogies from the Sikorski Meat Market. You won't be able to stop eating them because you literally won't be able to stop eating them.