tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post8849034918295318933..comments2023-08-14T11:44:27.299-04:00Comments on Jeremiah's<br> Vanishing New York: Ratner's 1970Jeremiah Mosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11791516443125872364noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-55383239167763864862011-09-09T20:51:48.666-04:002011-09-09T20:51:48.666-04:00i lived diagnally across the street from ratners. ...i lived diagnally across the street from ratners. second &east 5th. i left for L.A. june 1970. i missed that summer, but then again i rarely stayed in new york summers. i also left everything in that apt & never returned to the EV. my mother had to go to pickup the furniture. i remember every day i ate @ B&H, sometimes ratners. you cant get food that that anymore. that was real food.srlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-70960376833670342942010-09-12T22:51:04.836-04:002010-09-12T22:51:04.836-04:00I will set you all straight. Ratner's on 2nd ...I will set you all straight. Ratner's on 2nd Avenue was owned by my grandfather Harry L. Harmatz and Ratner's on Delancy St was owned by his brother Jacob Harmatz. When they died, the children took it over.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00228206969385818276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-68199357962424481302010-03-20T16:21:06.355-04:002010-03-20T16:21:06.355-04:00I am filled with sadness... I used to teach around...I am filled with sadness... I used to teach around the corner from Ratner's, but that is not why I am sad. <br /><br />Places close, people pass away... and I long to talk to Jack Kerouac. Like that could ever happen.Marjoriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13323661411548419175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-21099820976803823762010-03-17T16:25:36.548-04:002010-03-17T16:25:36.548-04:00In the early 1970s I was poor and lived in a walku...In the early 1970s I was poor and lived in a walkup at the corner of 9th and C that had once been known as "the crystal palace," from its (long vanished) lobby decoration, not drugs. Ratner's on 2nd had wonderful pastry, and for something like a buck you cd get a bowl of potato soup, pack it full of free rolls, and come away filled. Liked it much more than the better-known place on Delancy<br />run by a cousin, and was dismayed when it closed. The last time I visited the neighborhood, my old corner was thriving, but it was a different world. And, from the comments, now neither Ratner's survives. And neither do most of the "dairy restaurants" that once filled the island, but at least vegetarian chopped liver survives at B&H Dairy on First Ave., nearly adjacent to the Gem Spa, an occasional Beat hangout at the corner of St. Marks. I usually make a pilgrimage when I'm in town, squeeze onto a stool at the counter, and remember "the old days" when I lamented that I'd missed "the old days" already vanishing, like Rattner's. And all the time I never realized the time I was living in then would soon enough become "the old days" for some future generation generating their own nostalgia, scarcely realizing the fundamental truth of the old joke that "nostalgia isn't what it was."Tommnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-19808171135223096392010-03-06T01:46:40.610-05:002010-03-06T01:46:40.610-05:00Jack Womack! Small universe indeed. I forwarded th...Jack Womack! Small universe indeed. I forwarded the link to various including Agberg...<br /><br />-- Andrew PorterAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-29782850638559038182010-03-04T23:11:33.149-05:002010-03-04T23:11:33.149-05:00i threw in that computer one because it was so gre...i threw in that computer one because it was so great and Orwellian, yet now it's our everyday reality.Jeremiah Mosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11791516443125872364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-14752004496545995962010-03-04T22:39:17.012-05:002010-03-04T22:39:17.012-05:00I can't believe that last headline "you h...I can't believe that last headline "you have the right to not be stored in a computer" !! i wish! i would love the opportunity to not be stored in a computer. un-f**ucking believable.... we're all stored there now. sigh. as cher sings, "if i could turn back time..."<br /><br />-stefAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-40476328912814647222010-03-04T19:24:33.355-05:002010-03-04T19:24:33.355-05:00No, no, the onion rolls only came AFTER you ordere...No, no, the onion rolls only came AFTER you ordered. Otherwise, you might stuff your pockets & say you were no longer hungry & walk away.<br /> However, the soup (ahhhhhh, the soup!) & the onion rolls (another basket, please: to hide in my purse): that was a meal. The Ratners were cousins who parted ways, hence the two locations with slightly different menus. <br />Also, you can make great vegetarian chicken liver with fried onions, chopped string beans (use a food processor) & hard-boiled eggs. Even nicer with walnuts. All ground up.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05871672044508398383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-20383177474722306112010-03-04T17:44:21.338-05:002010-03-04T17:44:21.338-05:00Barbara is right on the money.
A basket of those g...Barbara is right on the money.<br />A basket of those goodies hit the table when you sat down. Worth the price of admission on their own.Grand St.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-6268607949417416052010-03-04T15:44:47.853-05:002010-03-04T15:44:47.853-05:00People, people. No love for the world's best ...People, people. No love for the world's best onion rolls?Barbara L. Hansonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13691245293493324747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-51724028605141010892010-03-04T12:45:38.859-05:002010-03-04T12:45:38.859-05:00Guessing that's the lunch menu, since there...Guessing that's the lunch menu, since there's no entree section. I still miss something called the Vegetable Cutlet, which came in a mushroom gravy, that was served at the Delancey St. location (and could be found, like the soups, in your grocer's freezer for a time). <br /><br />Jeremiah - did you read the full text of those Times pieces from 1970? Curious about the "wave of bombings"...Grand St.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-8608671300633566682010-03-04T12:37:04.490-05:002010-03-04T12:37:04.490-05:00Ah, all that free public entertainment! Sounds li...Ah, all that free public entertainment! Sounds like no one was ever bored...Laura Goggin Photographyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15517481509431547970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-25508182265708884052010-03-04T11:59:45.894-05:002010-03-04T11:59:45.894-05:00Yes! It was on Delancy Street - That was the one ...Yes! It was on Delancy Street - That was the one we knew but couldn't afford except the couple of times relatives came and picked up the check. Those were pricey latkes there! However, the waiters were exactly like 2nd Avenue. I think when they were trying to survive, one of the kids made the back into an after hours? Lanksys? but now it's a bank or a store.c.o. moedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04842423601233807880noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-4646013376915962722010-03-04T11:36:13.106-05:002010-03-04T11:36:13.106-05:00My dad (a 4th generation les-er) swears that Ratne...My dad (a 4th generation les-er) swears that Ratner's was once deeper into the lower east side than the east village location, what is now the Met supermarket (2nd ave between 6th and 7th), anyone know if they switched locations once or twice before shutting down?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-21391347970839960232010-03-04T11:33:15.853-05:002010-03-04T11:33:15.853-05:00You can make a surprisingly passable vegetarian ch...You can make a surprisingly passable vegetarian chopped liver out of lentils, walnuts, onions and eggs. It's uncanny, really.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-31380199693242751082010-03-04T11:02:52.963-05:002010-03-04T11:02:52.963-05:00What in tarnation is "chopped vegetarian live...What in tarnation is "chopped vegetarian liver"????Johnnynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-59144082654843621542010-03-04T10:44:55.482-05:002010-03-04T10:44:55.482-05:00"I loved the dark nights, the deserted street..."I loved the dark nights, the deserted streets, you never knew from where a knife was coming at you"<br /><br />lol, wtf<br /><br />Beyond parody.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-31000082662971876682010-03-04T09:43:13.025-05:002010-03-04T09:43:13.025-05:00I like that sandwiches on bagels were cheaper than...I like that sandwiches on bagels were <i>cheaper</i> than on bread. Certainly, the reverse is more common today.Stephanienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-82972498831641529692010-03-04T09:19:13.523-05:002010-03-04T09:19:13.523-05:00...the more they stay the same. My thought exactly......the more they stay the same. My thought exactly! You beat me to the punch. I LOVE the menu Jeremiah...thanks.JamesChanceOfficialhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04517788409617221144noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-5211450076351444252010-03-04T09:15:20.034-05:002010-03-04T09:15:20.034-05:00I was in college in 1970, paying $125 a month for ...I was in college in 1970, paying $125 a month for a tenement apartment on East Sixth Street. The area was rougher and edgier, but light years more interesting than it is now, and anyway, I was too young and self-involved to worry about crime. <br /><br />Had my first-ever cheese blintzes and kasha varnishkes at Ratner's! Looking at those menu prices now, I'm shocked that life was ever so affordable. Then, as now, I had very little money, but it was always enough.BrooksNYChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03001832037256411973noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-71682645685759335592010-03-04T08:27:26.077-05:002010-03-04T08:27:26.077-05:00"City Continues to Be Mecca for Artists; Arti..."City Continues to Be Mecca for Artists; Artists Find City Is a Costly Mecca"<br /><br />The more things change...Billyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05037388493851865915noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-52901064730608050452010-03-04T08:14:22.928-05:002010-03-04T08:14:22.928-05:00I'll never forget the waiters who would tell y...I'll never forget the waiters who would tell you what you were having. I lived on 9th near 2nd in those days. You'd go there late at night and say, "I'd like a bagel and a cup of coffee." And the waiter would say, "You want the soup." Or, "You want the brisket." Hilarious. But oh, the cheese cake. Mmmmm.Michele Hushhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16979878503237070839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-14162283473942647362010-03-04T07:59:33.772-05:002010-03-04T07:59:33.772-05:00No matter the danger and poverty it still was Home...No matter the danger and poverty it still was Home, Sweet Home. I loved the dark nights, the deserted streets, you never knew from where a knife was coming at you. One night on a desolate 8th Street between B & C, with buildings all abandoned and forgotten but where I played with my friends many times, a knife was pulled on me but he was disgusted I only had a quarter. Could have been dead at that moment but he shook his head and let me walk away. I've never been back but I hear it's very expensive to live there now. In that case, keep it. Not for me.Mykola Dementiukhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02267125930152870083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-77136820955302547852010-03-04T07:59:33.773-05:002010-03-04T07:59:33.773-05:00I loved this place.I loved this place.Melaniehttp://melaniemusings2.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com