Best of the Best- and Nostalgia from the good old days
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Speaking of Nathan’s, they had a chicken chow mein sandwich which they served in their flagship Coney Island store .. unique and delish…
Speaking of Coney Island
Carolina’s - best baked clams .. ever..
used to cut school, grab a dozen baked clams with gf, and then head over to the golden gate motel on Knapp street for desert…good old days
Speaking of Coney Island
Carolina’s - best baked clams .. ever..
used to cut school, grab a dozen baked clams with gf, and then head over to the golden gate motel on Knapp street for desert…good old days
Still relatively recent in the grand scheme of things - but the old Penn Station.
It had a great liquor store in the LIRR area, a bakery that churned out egg salad sandwiches plus black/whites,
a couple of semi-overpriced bars - not to the point of today where drinks are super expensive but
cheap enough to get really hammered for the train ride.
I still remember talking to this guy in one of the Penn station bars that was a vendor for MTA
from the UK who would try to pick up the ladies with a line that he was in the lubricant business.
Never gets old.
It had a great liquor store in the LIRR area, a bakery that churned out egg salad sandwiches plus black/whites,
a couple of semi-overpriced bars - not to the point of today where drinks are super expensive but
cheap enough to get really hammered for the train ride.
I still remember talking to this guy in one of the Penn station bars that was a vendor for MTA
from the UK who would try to pick up the ladies with a line that he was in the lubricant business.
Never gets old.
I don't remember the bakery's name but it had a red/ white storefront.
It was on the concourse on the LIRR side between the two boarding hallways.
Kind of halfway on the corridor connecting the 1 and the A/C trains.
I think Zaros is upstairs closer to the NJT side of the old station.
But not sure. Last one I stopped at was at Newark Penn.
It was on the concourse on the LIRR side between the two boarding hallways.
Kind of halfway on the corridor connecting the 1 and the A/C trains.
I think Zaros is upstairs closer to the NJT side of the old station.
But not sure. Last one I stopped at was at Newark Penn.
How about the middle car of most trains being a smoking and bar car, if you didn’t get looped enough in the train station bars, the station grocery stores selling beer, and the makeshift bars on the train platforms right before entering the train. Alcohol literally replaced water.
And, guys would hide a board behind the train seats, and place it on the laps of guys sitting across from each other to put their beers and drinks on and smoke and play poker during their “grueling” train ride home.
Everybody had the standard blue or kaki suit, white or blue oxford button shirt, low loafers or laced shoes and a tan Colombo trench coat with a cigar or pipe, leather attache case,
and a newspaper tucked under your arm.
Book stores, everywhere.
People on the trains doing the challenging New York Times crossword puzzle.
Three-piece suits with a gold chain and pocket-watch.
Well-dressed, sophisticated, intelligent, well-spoken women, in dresses, with gold earrings, jewelry, smoking Virginia Slims.
Tobacco stores, all kinds, pipes, cigars, cigarettes, (tiparillos) chewing tobacco (a chaw)
Magazines!!!
Cracker Jacks!!!
Everywhere, every newsstand, every building had a full candy bar, 5th Avenues, Old Henry, Three Musketeers, Snickers, Reggie’s, Chunkies, Payday, Heath, Goobers, Raisinettes, et cetera, just because a candy bar and a coffee and a cigarette with a coffee was considered a hearty lunch and a pick-me-up. If you felt weak or sick, just take an aspirin.
Shoeshine stands, absolutely everywhere, and entrepreneurs carrying their shoeshine box and shining your shoes in the street. (I once got a shoeshine by Joe Pesci before he he moved up to hitman [LOL])
Grand Central Station actually had showers in the lower level men’s room with couches to rest on with a smoke after a long train ride from Albany on a diesel with no AC.
And, guys would hide a board behind the train seats, and place it on the laps of guys sitting across from each other to put their beers and drinks on and smoke and play poker during their “grueling” train ride home.
Everybody had the standard blue or kaki suit, white or blue oxford button shirt, low loafers or laced shoes and a tan Colombo trench coat with a cigar or pipe, leather attache case,
and a newspaper tucked under your arm.
Book stores, everywhere.
People on the trains doing the challenging New York Times crossword puzzle.
Three-piece suits with a gold chain and pocket-watch.
Well-dressed, sophisticated, intelligent, well-spoken women, in dresses, with gold earrings, jewelry, smoking Virginia Slims.
Tobacco stores, all kinds, pipes, cigars, cigarettes, (tiparillos) chewing tobacco (a chaw)
Magazines!!!
Cracker Jacks!!!
Everywhere, every newsstand, every building had a full candy bar, 5th Avenues, Old Henry, Three Musketeers, Snickers, Reggie’s, Chunkies, Payday, Heath, Goobers, Raisinettes, et cetera, just because a candy bar and a coffee and a cigarette with a coffee was considered a hearty lunch and a pick-me-up. If you felt weak or sick, just take an aspirin.
Shoeshine stands, absolutely everywhere, and entrepreneurs carrying their shoeshine box and shining your shoes in the street. (I once got a shoeshine by Joe Pesci before he he moved up to hitman [LOL])
Grand Central Station actually had showers in the lower level men’s room with couches to rest on with a smoke after a long train ride from Albany on a diesel with no AC.
