Showing posts with label tribeca. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tribeca. Show all posts

04 June 2014

Death of a Liquor Store


Noticed this gutted liquor store on an oddly shaped plot on Sixth Avenue between Walker and White, in Tribeca. This used to be the Brite Buy Liquor Store. It was a two-story building that stretch from this corner you see to the Tribeca Tavern next door. It wasn't anything to look at. Just a down-scale liquor story. But one of the last vestiges of a non-rarified Tribeca. The owners are turning the site into a restaurant. I guess they'll take the liquor sign down last. Those big neon signs are tough mothers to rip down.

08 December 2009

News of Two Landmarks


Eater brings the sad news that the Pink Tea Cup, "Greenwich Village's 55 year-old soul food staple, announces that "after over 50 years in the Village, the Pink Tea Cup will close on January 3, 2010," and a call to the restaurant confirms."

Interestingly enough, a look at tonight's Community Board 2 meeting reveals a new entity is already applying for a liquor license at the space. Known for serving mammoth portions for a low price day and night, the Pink Tea Cup has long been a spot for the locals, the tourists, and lower level celebs like Liz Smith, Star Jones, Whoopi Goldberg, and the occaisional CEO. Opened by Florida native Mary Raye in 1954, the restaurant was taken over by her husband Charles in 1979, moved to its final location in '82 and then given to her niece and grandniece '89.


I have never been a regular, I admit, we I will visit before they close and tip my hat to their accomplishment.

Meanwhile, an ever older joint, in Tribeca, plans not to disappear, but expand. It's Walker's, the landmarked Tribeca bar. "According to the permits in the windows, they are finally expanding into the space next door after re-doing the facade and adding outdoor seating back in May '08. By the looks of it, it could double the size of the 130 year-old space."

28 May 2009

Old Tribeca Hotel to Get a Bulkhead


Up for consideration before the Landmark Preservation Commission on June 2 will be none other that 125-131 Chambers Street, a hiding-in-plain-sight landmark that I wrote about only a couple weeks ago.

Now known at the Cosmopolitan Hotel, the white boxy building once bore that name Hotel Bond. But that's not the point. The point is this address has been a hotel since the 1860s, making it the oldest ongoing, extant hotel building in the city. Which is something.

The owners aren't up to anything heinous. But they are proposing that be allowed to "modify the entrance and construct a rooftop bulkhead." They also want to demolish neighboring 101 West Broadway, a nothing-special, two-story building, and erect a six-story replacement. None of this sounds too horrible, and doubtless 125-131 Chambers has been altered plenty in its 150-year-old life.

The LPC description of the structure is interesting, though, intimating that the building is older than previously thought. It was originally built in 1844-45, with additions built in 1852-53, 1867-68 and 1869.

21 May 2009

Lost City's Guide to Tribeca


The recent news about the coming possible loss of Bazzini's nuts and dry foods store on Greenwich Street got me to thinking that it was time to take a tally of what history is left in Tribeca that lives and breathes and isn't just a handsome stone shell housing ritzy condominiums. Well, there isn't much. A lot of beautiful architecture. But few slivers of functioning history. So many of Tribeca's living landmarks, including El Teddy's and Montrachet, have died in recent years (and even they weren't of such phenomenal importance). And the nabe's days as an industrial and warehousing center, where New York went to get much of its foodstuffs, are well in the distant past. In other words, if you're looking for Old Tribeca, go to Hunts Point. For what's left, look here.



THE NEW YORK SUN BUILDING:
We'll start on Broadway and Chambers Street. The old headquarters of the New York Sun (the first one), which ceased publication in 1950, wouldn't be worth a mention if it weren't for those wonderful clocks latched to the north and south corners of the structure. Each bears the paper's name and its motto "The Sun Shines for All." The southern ornament is a four-sided clock; the northern one tells the temperature. Both were broken for many years, but recently have been in good working order much of the time. I hope they're never taken down.

DUANE READE: Walk to the block of Broadway between Duane and Reade Streets. Here stood the future pharmacy giant's first warehouse. That's right: it got its name from a couple of random streets. (A block north and it would have been called Thomas Duane, which still sounds like someone's real name.) Nearly 50 years after its founding, it's still got a stranglehold on the city.

ODEON: Walk north to Thomas Street and turn left to West Broadway. In Tribeca, 30 years is an eon for a restaurant. Odeon was the "21" Club of the 1980s, the joint where all the hip, hot, young writers hung out. You may not have thought much of McInerney, Ellis, Janowitz and the like, but theirs was a literary scene like we haven't seen since and probably won't see again. They were the Last of the Fitzgeralds. (Bookwriters don't generate social scenes anymore.) Logic would dictate that Odeon should have faded with the careers of its habitues. But somehow it's survived and thrived. Before Odeon came along, this was the old Tower Cafeteria.


COSMOPOLITAN HOTEL: Walk south to Chambers Street. Here is the boxy, spartan Cosmopolitan Hotel, favorite of young, visiting European tourists. It was once the Hotel Bond. According to some sources, this is the oldest, ongoing, extant hotel building in the city. The address has been used for that function since 1861, when the Civil War began.

BAZZINI: Go west on Chambers to Greenwich Street and travel three blocks north to Jay Street. Want to know what Tribeca was like a century ago? Imagine a hundred stores like Bazzini, warehouses selling of nuts, fruit, eggs, cheese and whatever along every street. None of them looked as nice and slick as this 120-year-old company; Bazzini stayed in business by converting its factory into a gourmet store. Recent reports are that current owner Rocco D'Amato wants to get out and call it quits.

STAPLES STREET: Walk a half block east along Jay to Staples Street. This narrow passageway runs two blocks from Duane and Harrison. (Duane Harrison!—another good name for a drug store!) Once, here is where you went to get eggs, cheese, milk—staples, in other words.

HARRISON STREET HOUSES: Walk north on Staples, turn left on Harrison and cross Greenwich. Here are a lovely set of beautifully preserve Federal house, dating from the early 1800s. Wouldn't you like to live in one of them?

TRIBECA GRILL'S BAR: Walk one more block north to the corner of Greenwich and Franklin. Robert DeNiro's vanity restaurant doesn't interest me, though the food's OK. What's interesting here is the bar, which used to belong to a better and far more famous restaurant: the one and only Maxwell's Plum.

WALKER'S: Walk to North Moore and turn right two blocks until you hit the corner of Varick. I've always had a bit of a problem with Walker's claim that it's one of the oldest bars in the city. What it is is an old building that's often been used as a bar since the 1890s. But not the same bar. And sometimes not even a bar: it was an Irish restaurant in the '40s, then a Spanish eatery in the '50s. Jerry Walker, who also owns the Ear Inn, brought the place bar to its original purpose in 1987. Oh well. In Tribeca, you'll take historical patina where you can't get actual history.


FOURTH PRECINCT, NYPD: Head up one block north to the corner of Varick and Ericsson Place. This Renaissance Revival building is the 4th Precinct of the NYPD. Used to be the 1st precinct. The facade says both 4th and 1st.

ST. JOHN'S LANE: Look across from the precinct house, to the block bounded by Hudson, Varick, and Laight Streets and Ericsson Place, and heave a sigh. This was once St. John's Park, a private park as elegant as Gramercy Park, surrounded by red brick Federal row houses and anchored by St. John's Chapel. It died in 1866 when Commodore Cornelius Vanderbilt bought the park and constructed a freight warehouse for the Hudson River Railroad. The Holland Tunnel was then built in 1927. A little further east is a small alley called St. John's Lane—all that's left to remember the area's bucolic past.

AT&T HEADQUARTERS: Take Ericsson east to Sixth Avenue between Walker and Lispenard. An immense Art Deco gem, completed in 1932, with a fantastic lobby, if you can find a way to see it. The guards aren't that friendly. AT&T is long gone.

CAPSOUTO FRERES: Walk back to Greenwich, go five blocks north (right) to Watts and turn left one block. Nice restaurant. Been around about 30 years. But it's in this survey for two reasons. One, it's housed in one of the most beautiful buildings in Tribeca, a neo-Flemish beauty done up in hues of orange and gold, built back in 1892 when someone apparently thought that this grimy neighborhood of warehouses deserved a lovely building. Two, there's an old wooden phone booth in the basement, near the bathrooms.

03 April 2009

Bazzini's to Leave Tribeca Home


Bad news today for those clinging to the few remaining scraps of living history Tribeca has to offer. The Downtown Express reports that the age-old food-purveyor Bazzini is looking to close its shop for good. Nothing's solid right now, but owner Rocco D'Amato is fishing around for a tenant.

Bazzini's presence in Tribeca reminds us that the area used to be a huge food market, with warehouses full of nuts, fruit, eggs, cheese and whatever along every street. Bazzini stuck around by turning its former nut store and factory into a gourmet food market and cafe. Reports the Express, "The D’Amatos bought the Bazzini business and building at 339 Greenwich St. in 1983 from Teddy Bazzini, a nephew of the founder, A.L. Bazzini. Teddy told Rocco that the factory had a nuts store since the Depression. According to Bazzini’s Web site, A.L. started the wholesale business 119 years ago."

The real factory is now in Hunts Point in the Bronx and the Tribeca building was converted to (what else?) condos. I've never been a huge fan of Bazzini products (or their prices), but, jeez, if they leave, what does Tribeca have except fancy restaurants, condos and coops? A whole lot of beautiful industrial architecture without a soul.

04 June 2008

Adieu, Montrachet


Montrachet, which has been sealed up since May 2006 amongst take of "renovation" and other such prevarications, will open no more. Owner Drew Nieporent finally admitted it was closed for good and I, for one, am deeply sad.

Though Montrachet was only 21 years old when it shuttered, I count it as a landmark, since it achieved much in its short reign. It was an early pioneer in Tribeca when that neighborhood was still a kingdom of warehouses and industry, and caused people to start traveling downtown for fine dining. It helped bring fine French dining back to the city when such haute fare was dying out. In short, it changed things.

Montrachet should have gone on for decades more. It was elegant and understated, without being stuffy or tired. The food was good and the wine list great. I never found the service snooty. My wife and I were in the habit of going there for our anniversary and we always enjoyed our time and felt that we were experiencing a kind of unspoken sophistication that used to be the hallmark of New York living.

Not sure why Nieporent closed it. If it were losing money, it would have been easy enough to inject it with new life. New chef, new menu, whatever. Perhaps he got bored with it. I would have rather he shut down Tribeca Grill, which I find infinitely more past its prime than Montrachet ever was. But Bobby DeNiro wouldn't like that, I'm guessing.

A new restaurant will open in the Montrachet space at the end of summer. It's name? Corton. Well, at least they're keeping it Burgundy-themed.

26 May 2008

Overlooked Oldness


Signs of New York's long timeline can be found most anywhere. We pass them by everyday, and mostly we don't notice. I was recently struck by this loading dock in Tribeca. Not the bricks or the roller-shutters, but the lip of the dock, which is composed of long, bare, gnarled logs of untold age. They look prehistoric to me, and we set in place decades ago by some huge piece of metal (large nails, hooks, spikes, I'm not sure). Come hell or high water, I'm betting they'll still be here.


19 May 2008

A Curiosity


I was walking by the fine police station on Ericsson Place in Tribeca, admired its firm strong lines, thinking, "Ah, what a fine thing it must be to be a policeman and work at the First Precinct," when I cast my eyes further up the facade and thought, "Ah, what a fine thing it must be to be a policeman and work at the Fourth Precinct."

What's going on here? It's the First above the door and the Fourth at the second-floor level. I did some research and found this seven-year-old article about a 35-year-old scandal. Seems, back in 1973, so many members of the old First Precinct down at Old Slip in lower Manhattan were corrupt, the department transferred 97 out of 110 cops that worked there. The remainder went to Ericsson Place, once the Fourth Precinct, which was renamed the First Precinct.

The First Precinct is now the Police Museum. And the Fourth, well, doesn't exist anymore. In fact, according to the NYPD site, a lot of precincts don't exist anymore, including the Second, Third and Eighth.

16 May 2008

Some Stuff That's Interesting


CB6 passed the “narrow streets” zoning text amendment in Carroll Gardens despite the howling of the selfish (and hideously dressed) Scotto gang.

The old Tribeca bar Walker's is expanding.

One last look at the Minetta Tavern but its goes through its coming el-chango at the hands of Keith McNally.

A horror on Harrison Street. There is no explaining the workings of the development-happy mind.

15 May 2008

Dogs and Horses



I saw a weird sight today at the corner of Laight and the narrow, two-block alley known at Collister Street. Looking up to admire a handsome, red-brick building with arched windows, which looked like it was once a stables, I spotted a circular bit of sculpture set near the top of the structure. It was the face of a dog. And words radiating around the bow-wow read "American Express Co." Wha?

Consulting my trusty Forgotten New York book, I learned that the building was indeed once the property of the gigantic credit company, which was once merely a gigantic transit company; that the company did indeed use it as a stables; and that Amex's logo was indeed once a bulldog. A bulldog holding a key. A bulldog that kinda looks like a cow. Can't say I wonder why that logo fell out of use.

30 October 2007

In Tribeca, Old Ain't That Old

Can this be right. The Sun reports that Delphi Restaurant, the oldest continually running eatery in Tribeca, will close its doors tomorrow, Oct. 31.

It opened its doors in 1970.

The oldest restaurant in Tribeca is 37 years old? I'm older than it.

I guess that makes sense. Tribeca, as a residential neighborhood, only gained traction about 20 years ago. It's lousy with restaurants now, but in the past was all industry, like butter and eggs and such.

The cause written on Delphi's death certificate was a familiar one: greed. The restaurant's landlord woke one day recently and realized he was running short about $44,000 a month and needed some walking around money. So he upped Delphi's monthly rent from $11,000 to $55,000. $55,000.

Where do these guys get the gaul? I ask you?

So, who has $55,000 a month? David Bouley, apparently. He's going to open an upscale Japanese-themed restaurant called Brushstrokes (ugh. awful name.) in the space. Bouley's already got two restaurants across the block. But, hey, doesn't every Manhattan block need three Bouley restaurants? That way you can eat breakfast, lunch and dinner at three different places, never have to take the subway and never leave Bouleyland.