Queens’ Comedy Fair Laughs in Astoria

Astoria yukked last night with Queens’ Comedy Fair, joking NYC’s spring at a 30th Avenue hall. Comic Lena Carter slayed sets as 300 howled, a $10 ticket fest of yuks. It’s borough laughs—pure Queens vibe, mics hot. A kid pitched a gag; a pro bombed a bit. ‘Queens laughs—this is it,’ Carter says, tossing zingers. The room turned stage.

The fair’s fresh—March 27’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing seats by 6 p.m. Carter’s a LIC joker; last night’s crowd hit max—knees slapped. A latecomer nabbed a spot; beers flowed—NYC grit glowed. Runs one day—gags ruled. #QueensComedyFair trended; Brooklyn wants a quip.

Some griped—’Too crude,’ sniped a stiff, dodging jabs. Mic buzzed—fixed quick; laughs held. A rival’s pitching a Flushing roast, splitting bits. Still, 400 stayed—jokes reigned. Astoria’s never laughed so bold.

Carter’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a park if spring bites. ‘NYC’s funny—this proves it,’ she says, packing notes. The fair’s a Queens win—grit meets guffaws. It’s a comedy rush; catch the next. Bring a pal—lines call.