tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21554899.post235732283522835696..comments2024-03-26T04:26:04.911-07:00Comments on Lost City: The Gypsy Tea KettleBrooks of Sheffieldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18297071358029060908noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21554899.post-65830794920419317212015-06-05T16:37:33.043-07:002015-06-05T16:37:33.043-07:00I used to go to the Gypsy Tea Kettle on 42nd Stree...I used to go to the Gypsy Tea Kettle on 42nd Street with my mom. The readers were all ladies of a "certain age". One time - I think it was the 70s - we went and the reader told my mother to get my father to a doctor and fast. There was something wrong with his heart. She was right. He had a heart attack soon after. (And lived another 30 years.) It was a very 40s looking [place. The carpets were old, the booths were old, and I don't remember any food being served. I loved to go there.BUY MY HORSE AND BUILD MY HOUSEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11206077659642030943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21554899.post-65196281410355866112014-08-12T22:32:55.959-07:002014-08-12T22:32:55.959-07:00I remember hearing stories about my great grandmot...I remember hearing stories about my great grandmother who was a gifted clairvoyant, working in a Gypsy Tea Room in NYC. Most likely in the 30s and 40's. She had a few famous clients, one was Rosemary Clooney. Any other history or info on this business? Very curious :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21554899.post-65233295550452307242013-07-28T16:31:17.083-07:002013-07-28T16:31:17.083-07:00I frequently visted the Gypsy Tea Kettle on 151 We...I frequently visted the Gypsy Tea Kettle on 151 West 57th Street. My friend and I would have a sandwich and then the have our cards or tea leaves read. Very wonderful memories! I've been searching the web for a photo of the old building...Gypsy Tea Kettle was on the second floor. I can still visualize the sign.The building has since been torn down to make way for something new.Scarlet Gypsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06344346637877992872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21554899.post-47012482142651938412012-04-09T17:53:11.501-07:002012-04-09T17:53:11.501-07:00I have a nice Gypsy Tea Kettle memory. While shop...I have a nice Gypsy Tea Kettle memory. While shopping in NYC on my honeymoon in 2000, I realized with horror my purse was no longer on my shoulder. After calling all around where we'd been that day with no luck, I called my home phone in Phoenix on the off chance someone had left a message. And there, on my answering machine, was a message from a lady with a heavy New York accent, saying she didn't know if this could be the right number, but that she'd found a purse lying in her entryway and it had my name and number in it. She said she was from the Gypsy Tea Kettle near Bloomingdale's in NYC, in case I got this message. So of course we hurried over there and met the tough, but nice, lady who'd left the message. Sure enough, there was my purse, minus some credit cards, but still with my driver's license and, best of all, the hankie I'd worn tucked into my sleeve during our wedding as "something new." It was a lovely, unexpected ending to a momentarily bad story! We tried to give her a tip, but she wouldn't take it. The Gypsy Tea Kettle will always have a fond place in my heart. :-)Katie C in Michiganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02187735545198491700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21554899.post-87721241619641652002010-02-16T08:58:02.864-08:002010-02-16T08:58:02.864-08:00Thanks Brooks! That is weird. I imagine stopping f...Thanks Brooks! That is weird. I imagine stopping for a "tea snack" might be like getting a muffin at Starbucks now. PS: Read your blog every day.Beth in the Bronxnoreply@blogger.com