The Station Cafe in Woodside, Queens—one of the greatest, rottenest dive bars in the city—has a brand new awning.
The former awning was faded, ripped, listing and brick red, like the bar's old metal facade. The new one is a stark black and white number. Not unhandsome in its way. Certainly not one of these faux-posh forest green numbers you see everywhere, thank God. But it certainly makes the Station seem less wondrously divey than it was.
One other thing. The old awning said Station Cafe on the front. A strangely quaint name for the place. Which was why the name was so great. The new awning offers the more prosaic Station Bar.
The old awning must have fallen down or something. I can't imagine the owners of the Station making the switch unless they were forced to.