The Bamboo House Chinese restaurant on 2nd Ave and 6th St is closed. I took these pictures back in August when I saw the For Rent sign. That day, when I ordered what was to be my final lunch of cashew chicken and egg roll, I asked the owner if he was closing. He adamantly told me, "No, no, no. That sign is for another place." But Bamboo House had all the markings of a vanishing business.
The place was empty. The snake plants on the windowsills, the EXOTIC neon sign, the paper lanterns, everything was covered with a gray fur of dust. The workers sat, as they often did, at a booth and noisily slurped noodle soup, their paper hats tilted back on their heads. A rabbit-eared television played cartoons for a child whose mother busily peeled peas.
I used to like to go there with dates and soak up the melancholy Edward Hopper feeling. This morning, in the rain, I went by to see if the flickr tip I got last night was correct. It was. Bamboo House is a shambles, tables upturned, plates stacked on the floor, the paper lanterns and neon sign ripped out. Apparently, they also tossed out a cat, who was luckily rescued, according to this craigslist post. We live in a disposable city.
Today's photos. Could they be renovating?