I kinda fell in love with Brennan and Carr when I visited in for my "Who Goes There?" column. I feel a need to try everything on their menu. In the meantime, here a whole bunch more photos of the joint.
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will hauff
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Every time I come to your site I get a feeling like the hairs rising on my back. What is it about a city like New York and its past that is so damned Romantic? Maybe the thought of all those dead souls who seemingly still wander through the streets, perhaps the layers of grime left by each person who sat at a counter and ordered a hot beef sandwich. Once a building gets fixed up or taken down then history is destroyed and all that are left are memories that themselves fade away when we die.
The original, running Jeremiad on the vestiges of Old New York as they are steamrolled under or threatened by the currently ruthless real estate market and the City Fathers' disregard for Gotham's historical and cultural fabric. Est. January 2006. Contact Me
I have lived in New York City since 1988 and earn my bread as a writer. I began this blog in January 2006. Beyond that, don't be so nosy.
"I am not a pessimist; to perceive evil where it exists is, in my opinion, a form of optimism."
—Roberto Rossellini
One of the old book jackets lining the walls of Chumley's. Eternal Shame on Bloomberg, the City Fathers, and the powers that be that this cultural landmark has STILL not been saved and reopened.
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Every time I come to your site I get a feeling like the hairs rising on my back. What is it about a city like New York and its past that is so damned Romantic? Maybe the thought of all those dead souls who seemingly still wander through the streets, perhaps the layers of grime left by each person who sat at a counter and ordered a hot beef sandwich. Once a building gets fixed up or taken down then history is destroyed and all that are left are memories that themselves fade away when we die.
You said it, brother.
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