tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post2631441767553310176..comments2023-08-14T11:44:27.299-04:00Comments on Jeremiah's<br> Vanishing New York: Jeff Sheehan & Corner BistroJeremiah Mosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11791516443125872364noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-91591511337167717942010-01-15T10:59:56.826-05:002010-01-15T10:59:56.826-05:00Great post, Jeremiah. My mother used to eat, drink...Great post, Jeremiah. My mother used to eat, drink, n smoke at the Bistro in the 50's. when she was broke. It's nice for me to revisit places I know she liked. It'll be a sad day when that place vanishes...they just tore down my childhood apt on Vandam - beautiful brownstone building. NYU probably snatched it.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03929947591655556599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-21930098255687765052009-01-19T17:34:00.000-05:002009-01-19T17:34:00.000-05:00Love the bistro and think that having to wait in l...Love the bistro and think that having to wait in line is part of the charm (so long as they have reasonably priced mcsorley's to help one pass the time).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-61940933035234764152007-11-05T08:28:00.000-05:002007-11-05T08:28:00.000-05:00Ahhh, the Bistro! One of the places I miss most ab...Ahhh, the Bistro! One of the places I miss most about living in NYC. Best burgers in the city. Even better when you get them "to go".<BR/><BR/>Love your blog.<BR/><BR/><BR/>Jules<BR/><A HREF="http://bigpikchur.blogspot.com" REL="nofollow">House of Jules</A>House of Juleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14835978117451125796noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-67189181561769425562007-11-02T15:28:00.000-04:002007-11-02T15:28:00.000-04:00Funny you mention McSorley's. A buddy of mine coo...Funny you mention McSorley's. A buddy of mine cooked there in the early '90s, so I got to see the joint from the inside (sometimes too much so--on more than one occasion I found myself waking up on the sawdust-covered floor, often with the house cat Red, one of a succession with that name dating back to the Joseph Mitchell days, perched on me). Even then it was what I called a "clip joint theme park," a throwback to a halcyon New York long gone. The waitstaff, all lifers, most of them AA with their habit now transferred to the ponies, would serve the wide-eyed frat boys who were their meat round after round of the trademark light and dark pours, carrying ten of the small mugs in each hand and dropping them noisily down on the carved-up tables. After a few of these rounds, some creative accounting usually took place, and very few were the patrons sober enough to respond intelligently to a padded bill. (The J. Geils Band supposedly ended up in that condition one night and paid their tab with a gold record, which for all I know may still be there, much like the chair Lincoln supposedly sat on after giving his famous Cooper Union speech.) And despite--because?--of this, there are still lines to get in on a weekend night. Back then, the door was run by retired NYPD detective Dick Buggy, who once appeared on "To Tell The Truth" as the first cop to dress up in woman's clothes to catch bad guys in the park. I'm not much for exclusivity, but it was always a gas to walk past the length of the line from Third Avenue on a Friday, listen to Dick tell the first guys in line again that someone needed to come out for him to let them in, and then be greeted and waved in as the thirsty sputtered in outrage behind me. And you're right: like most tourist traps, the best time to be at McSorley's is the afternoon, the light streaming into the front room, the calm before the storm.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-70901789033880680452007-11-02T15:06:00.000-04:002007-11-02T15:06:00.000-04:00thanks for your comments, i enjoy getting them. yo...thanks for your comments, i enjoy getting them. you're right about bistro--it's one of those catch-22's--like with mcsorley's and other places--you're glad they're making money and staying alive, but wish you could have a little quiet there. i hear the weekdays for lunch aren't bad and before 7pm was okay, too.Jeremiah Mosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11791516443125872364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-47756784305782706672007-11-02T14:21:00.000-04:002007-11-02T14:21:00.000-04:00I used to to Bistro when I lived on Horatio Street...I used to to Bistro when I lived on Horatio Street back in the late 80s. Loved it. It is way too crowded now (as is the city), <BR/>but while that sucks it also means the place is making some money and hopefully will be around for awhile. Be nice if they'd redo the bathrooms. <BR/><BR/>Hope you don't mind I'm a serial commenter. I'm enjoying your blog.Ramblerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06013882107711818025noreply@blogger.com