At P.J. Clarke's, the iconic bar in the east 50s in Manhattan, once you walk past the main bar into the initial dining area, there are two hidden alcoves, one to the right and one to the left. There's a table and a few chairs inside each, obscured from view. I've mentioned these rooms before as perfect niches for clandestine meetings or trysts.
What I hadn't noticed before was a little speakeasy-like, peek-a-boo window connecting the southern room to the the barroom. Perfect for a patron beckoning a waitress or bartender's attention, or for a waitress to pass through a plate or drink, or for a fella to keep an eye out for any arriving enemies.
There's a little burger joint (I can't remember the name) on the north side of 51st street across from St. Pat's that has the front half of the room set up for singles. All of the seating there is like old school desks with fold down tables.
ReplyDeleteI have no idea why P.J. Clarke's brought that to mind, but if you haven't seen it, I think you'll get a kick out of it.
Nathan: It's called Prime Burger and I know and love it well, especially the desks. I wrote about it a year ago here: http://lostnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2007/05/holy-burger.html
ReplyDeleteThat link didn't work. I'd love to read it if the post is still there.
ReplyDeleteThose small rooms are called "snugs" in Irish bars and were meant for women and children, or alternatively, clandestine activities.
ReplyDeleteMany old bars still have them in Ireland and America.