Manhattan keeps losing its diners. Sometime recently, maybe earlier this month, we lost the Tramway Diner.
Located in the shadow of the 59th Street Bridge on 2nd Avenue, the Tramway sheltered me not long ago when I was wandering that neighborhood searching for a cheap, comfortable spot for dinner. The Tramway, with its tram-illustrated awning, beckoned, and fulfilled my need for a burger deluxe.
Today, the windows are dark and a sign says "All equipment for sale."
New York described the spot as featuring "nearly floor-to-ceiling windows with eye-catching views of the airborne cable cars ascending to and descending from Roosevelt Island with hypnotic consistency. Grab a window seat at one of the high-backed leather-and-wood booths and you’ll quickly find yourself glorifying the standard menu’s little enhancements like fresh-squeezed orange juice, burgers that weigh eight ounces, and a handful of sandwiches of the triple decker sort."
The interior was nothing special, typical contemporary diner design--except that the ceiling was hung with these adorable little tram cars (they used to light up). Where are they now?