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Lagomarcino's, 1422 5th Avenue, Moline, Illinois. In 1908 Angelo Lagomarcino, an immigrant from Northern Italy, founded Lagomarcino’s Confectionery in Moline, Illinois. Angelo and Luigia worked with their children Charlie, Mary and Tom. During the depression Charlie purchased the equipment and recipes of the Meadowbrook Candy Company. Charlie and his cousin Joe Schenone learned the art of working with chocolate. Mary packed candy boxes, ordered retail merchandise and cooked for the luncheonette. Tom was the ice cream maker. After the death of his brother and sister, Angelo’s son Tom and his wife Betsy continued the Moline business, with the help of all six of their children. In 1981, Beth Lagomarcino joined her parents in running the family business and was later joined by Tom Jr. and sister Lisa. Currently a fourth generation is working in the business.
Homemade candy remains an integral part of the business. Until 2004, Anita Schenone, Joe’s widow, was the candy maker who oversaw the making of chocolates in the copper kettle candy kitchen. Now Beth’s husband Terry and Tom Jr. continue the tradition. At Easter, Lagomarcino’s continues the old European art of casting chocolate eggs filled with individually wrapped chocolates or children’s candies.
Many decades after Angelo’s initial venture, the business continues to improve and expand. The décor of the Moline store (the fourth location downtown) was carefully planned in 1918. The booths were custom built by Moline Furniture Works. The Tiffany lamps lighting each booth were designed in New York. Cassini Tile of Rock Island installed the hexagon terrazzo floor with blue flowers to compliment the lamps. The metal ceiling dates to 1894. The store's original cigar and candy cases are supplemented by candy cases crafted in the late 40’s or early 50’s by Vander Vennett.
Hamburger Sandwich
Mushroom Sandwich
Homemade Potato Chips
Mac & Cheese
Mom's Herb Salad
White Chocolate-Cherry Blondie
Dad's Luncheonette
Half Moon Bay, California
(June 8, 2017)
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On the left: Grapefruit-Beet Bread, and a chocolate chip cookie.
On the right: Avocado "Del Sur," on flatbread with two poached eggs. ($12)
El Rey Coffee Bar & Luncheonette
New York, New York
(September 30, 2015)
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Vintage Kodak Kodachrome Slide from my aunt's collection. 1962. My grandmother is on the left. 301 Carlisle Street. Gettysburg, PA.
The Lamp Post Tea Room is still standing in 2012. Have a look here. Even the sidewalk is still the same pattern. maps.google.com/maps?q=301+Carlisle+Street,+Gettysburg,+P...
"The House of Good Food" Atmosphere - Early American Coffee Shop - Soda Fountain - Luncheonette - Four Dining Rooms, Wedding Receptions, Banquet facilities. Specialties - Giant Sizzling steaks - country ham dinners - variety of sea food - Rolls, muffins, pies, cakes made in our own kitchen. 301 Carlisle St. Opposite Former President Eisenhower's Office. Phone Area 717-334-3503 Marshall Tuckey, Mgr
Nick's Luncheonette - Mixed Media Sculpture
A mixed media sculpture in 1/12th scale. 25" x 15" x 8". The real Nick’s Luncheonette storefront structure is located at 196 Broadway, in the Williamsburg area of Brooklyn, New York. Follow this link to see a side by side comparison of my work and the original structure. www.flickr.com/photos/mindseyeminiatures/4700998570/in/se...
Or, if you would like to read more about my work, click here… www.dnainfo.com/20100712/manhattan/artist-creates-miniatu...
www.nytimes.com/interactive/2013/09/29/nyregion/album-sto...
abclocal.go.com/kabc/story?section=news/local/los_angeles...
www.theatlanticcities.com/arts-and-lifestyle/2013/09/secr...
vanishingnewyork.blogspot.com/2013/09/new-work-from-randy...
ny.curbed.com/archives/2013/09/10/its_a_small_world.php
gothamist.com/2013/09/10/photos_amazing_miniaturized_nyc_...
Matt & Tony's luncheonette has been a fixture on this corner of Mission Hills for 52 years. No longer run by the original Matt & Tony, their children Louis and Reena now run it. This is a photo of their place and their "crew!"
Admittedly heavy-handed HDR shot with Olympus E-30 with Zuiko ED 9-18mm f4 lens. 5 shot bracket processed with Dynamic Photo HDR, Photoshop CS5, and Topaz plug-ins.
This photo is copyright-registered material and cannot be used for any purpose without the express written permission of the copyright holder, Kevin D. Renz!
You can also view my photos on Flickr Fluid R for a completely ON BLACK experience
I was a skinny, adventurous child on Faile Street. It was where I learned to play on the street. It was not a typical urban tenement area. It was the mid-point of Hunts Point – a real Tom Sawyer paradise.
PS48, a six-story public school, stood on a hill and I could wander for 50 streets and never get lost because I could always see my school and the street on which I lived. At the time, landlords competed for your tenancy, giving free months rent up to six months, as well as free electric, water, etc. I remember us visiting the house for the first time and meeting the owners of this two-story house. It was three stories in the rear where the lower story was for the garages and the front was two stories. To the right side of the house was a hill and to the left the alley for the auto driveway to the rear. I have photos of my mother and brother sitting on chairs in front of the garage sunning themselves. The side alley had a door to the stairs up to our landlord with an interior door from the kitchen also leading to the stairs. Before we even moved in, the owners made us a dresser of drawers with red-orange round screw-on knobs, which I cherished for as long as I could remember. He had a son who went to war and never returned.
There were two entrances at the front of the house a top a few steps to both the lower and upper floors. Ours was to the left and opened into the sun parlor. It was in this room that my brother and I would play. It was here I divided the room in half so that he would have his, and, I, my area to play. Mine was the half furthest from the door so that I could build out of boxes and cloth my own little house with rooms and shelves and places to hide. Of course, I’d invite my brother in to visit.
My parent’s master bedroom was just adjacent to this parlor, separated by a wall with a big double window, which they kept closed and curtained. Across from the front door and leading into a long hall way to the living room and the rear of the house was a multi-paned glass door. It was through this door that my brother one day in one of our sliding in the hallway games slide and but his arm though and cut himself so badly we had to rush him to a hospital. As the living room, the kitchen spanned the width of the house, with windows on both sides and next to the window on the left was the community stair connecting from the garage below to the apartment of the owner above. Continuing to the rear of the house was the bathroom on the left and the pantry to the right, and then finally a spare room on the right and the bedroom shared by my brother and I on the left. Both the spare and our bedroom had windows facing the backyard where below was the entrance to the garage where my father parked his car.
Hunts Point Boulevard actually began at the end of Hunts Point at the East River port of Hunts Point and ended at southern boulevard and 163 Street. It had a cobblestone surface embedded with steel trolley tracks. Because I was so little, I remember it being huge and the way it bowed up in the center and was low at the curbs for sewer drainage. We walked this boulevard often to shop at the Simpson market, visit my grandma, or shop at the Hunts Point market on the steel bridge where there were a variety of shops, especially a cheese shop where my mother was served by a very handsome and kind gentleman. Also on Hunts Point Boulevard lived a little handicapped girl named Theresa from my class in public school. Also, my father’s accountant, Jimmy, lived in big apartment building next to the Wonder Bread factory. We would often stop at this factory late at night to buy fresh baked bread. We’d always smell the bread being baked every time we drove, trollied, or walked by.
There were shops under the building along the way. Some were closed with their glass painted black. Faille Street began at a 45-degree angle off of Hunts Point Boulevard, having some shops and especially our corner grocery owned by Mr. Teitlebaum and across the street from him a corner candy store/luncheonette. It was in this store that I’d buy those sugar dots on paper and for a penny you could watch flip card movies by placing your eyes at a steel view finder and cranking the handle fast or slow as you wish to see a train with smoke coming out, Charlie chaplain running around, etc.
When I was four and half Billy, Ralph and his brother, Johnny, took me every Saturday on the trolley to the YMCA. We’d transfer several times. The trolleys were painted red and yellow with wooden seats and brass bars to prevent falling. On other occasions, we’d hitch a ride on the back of the trolley holding on to the electric cable and spool. We’d ride from the swing park down to the end of trolley line, which was only several blocks east. From that point on, hunts Point Boulevard ended because it was not paved. Also, the rest of Hunts Point was industrial, with factories, military storage and auto repair. At the lower corner, there was an empty lot and a bush under which I dug a big hole and this place was my hiding place. There was an empty lot across from this on Faile Street next to the Italian family’s house. They built a hut there and I would go and eat and play there. This same Italian family’s house had a basement and I was invited there occasionally to watch the women cook in giant black vats. They were dressed in black dresses and black stockings. In the morning, they would walk along sidewalk green areas and pick up green growing leafy vegetables, which they used in their recipes. It was here that my love and passion for Italy was planted.
The old lady and her husband who owned the Italian store across from the cemetery knew me. I could sense their loneliness for their homeland and they could sense my affection for their dialect, dress and food smells. They encouraged me to play with their goats, which prepared me well for my encounter with goats on the little bridges in Amsterdam 20 years later. As the neighbors on my street, she wore black dresses and stockings. Later when I visited Italy, the only time I saw such dresses was in the southern provinces of Positano, Pompeii, etc.
I remember that when my father returned from the war he was in his uniform; and I did not immediately jump into his arms. My mother had to prompt me. I depended a lot on my mother. My father understood.
There was a fire, a big fire, on the next cross street. A big warehouse garage building burned down. I stood with others and watched it. In Saudi Arabia, there was a similar fire of a warehouse the next night after we moved in to Rahima. It was so similar to this fire. The building burned and we watched. Little was done to put out the fire. I remember the size and mass of the blaze. Eventually, firemen did come and being how it was the first time I’d seen a building on fire, it was an important event.
This neighborhood was filled with special features having great significance to me:
•A factory making pickled peppers; a pepper factory where we took a very hot pepper and ate it. I thought I was going to die from the burning sensation in my mouth. I ran from factory to factory until some nice man gave me something sweet that put the fire out in my mouth.
•Lumberyard, with its pile of sawdust where we would go and play inside the sawdust mound – one day, the yardman found and chased us along with his very noisy dog. We never went back there.
•Drake Cemetery surrounded by a park with a giant tree in the middle: It was here that lightning struck a big oak tree and killed one of my friends.
•Abandoned hut with porcelain toilet and marbles
•Italian grocery with goats and lady with black dress and stockings
•Abandoned military trucks with searchlight trucks and tanks
•East River pier with big war and merchant ships where we could swim amongst human fishes. This is a far cry from the cornice of Saudi Arabia and the Philippine beaches.
•Apple tree on neighbor’s property
•Townhouses painted black with wooden stairs and wood and glass doors
•German family living on the next block
•Corner brick two-family house
•Auto repair junkyard
•Mission soda factory where Joe Nuzzi worked
•PS48 on a hill and the tallest structure as a landmark on my street
•The bush and hut at the end of the block
•The Italian family living across and down the street with their hut and cellar caldron kitchen
•The block parties held on Faille Street during the war
•The swing park on the opposite corner
•The steep hill on which I scooted down with my red wagon
•The steep hill next to my house where we rode our sleighs and I broke my foot by stopping my ride with my left foot and where I had my foot broken by mischievous boys with a crow bar as I put my foot out to stop them from smashing something and where I saw myself as I was when I was older.
•The chicken factory where you could get fresh chickens by selecting the one you wanted, watch it get its head chopped off, and then for an extra five cents they would burn off the feathers.
•The many cross and lateral streets, which I would later discover connected to other neighborhoods and thoroughfares.
•I used my little red wagon to emulate the other boys who had made wagons out of wooden crates and iron skates and raced down the big hill by the school. They had fitted brakes on their wagons but I did not and as the speed picked up, I realized I had no way of stopping. Through a miracle when I reached the bottom, my mother was at the bottom telling me to turn the wagon, which I did and on Faile Street, it slowed and finally stooped at the park benches.
•Another time I sled down the hill on the lot next to our house planning to break my run by crashing into the snow hill on the opposite side of the street when a car came and stopped there as I was coming down. I had no choice but to put my right foot out to stop my run, which broke my leg. My mother was very angry and yelled at a male neighbor for not preventing this from happening. The man said later that he did not feel it was his responsibility. My father, in one of his rare moments of anger, threatened a fight with the man to warn him to be a better neighbor.
•My broken leg kept me out of school for about eight weeks, at which time I listened to all the radio programs, ate, and got lovely cards and letters from my classmates and visits from them with toys and cards. Children came and visited me to see my cast, which was put on my whole leg. Eventually they began to sign my cast and write nice sayings on my cast. It was one of the nicest times in my entire childhood.
•Several months later, I was with some boys on the lot on top of the hill nest to my house and they were banging and breaking things in a fire and for some reason, I just wanted them to stop and go away. They refuse and I insisted. They still refused and as they were banging, I put my foot in the midst of the fire, thinking that would somehow make them stop the banging. Most stopped, except one who brought his stick crashing on my foot and broke it. Again, I was back in a cast and getting visitors.
My Faille Street fantasy
I dreamt of a village of brick one- and two-story houses and friendly people living in this small village. Later we were to see a village of similar size on the Mississippi. I was tempted to open a bank account in the local bank to tie my memory to this village prototype.
The Fort Hill Village at this time featured two grocery stores, two department stores, a drug store, a hardware store, an ice cream shop, a cafeteria and much more.
The Fort Hill Village was built circa 1962 on the site that was previously a wooded junkyard. Its original businesses, as listed in the 1963 City Directory, from the left end to the right, were:
- Winn-Dixie Food Store
- Miller's Family Dept. Store
- The Band Box (women's clothing)
- Va. State ABC Store No. 279
- David Kulman Men's Store
- High's Ice Cream Co.
- Village Barber Shop
- Deeb Hairstylists
- W.T. Grant Co.
- Pay-Less Shoes Inc.
- Peoples Service Drug Stores, Inc.
- Jefferies Toy Center
- Western Auto (hardware)
- S.H. Kress & Co. (dept. store) / Gourmet Luncheonette
- Kwik-As-A-Wink laundry & cleaners
- Mill Fabrics Inc.
- First National Trust & Savings Bank
- A&P Food Stores
Check out this incredible 1/12 scale model someone made and posted here: www.newyorkstorefronts.com/#a/9631/i/71131
Yesterday we posted a photo of the #vintage interior of Broadway Restaurant on the Upper West Side with the sad news that they closed because there was a huge fire 🔥 in the #luncheonette on New Year's Day. We hope that they will be able to reopen but are not sure how much of the interior survived but the good news is that their #signage did. We love the interesting #font this #sign has and its use of #script as well as the advertising of "CHOPS". Just seeing the word "CHOPS" immediately lets us know that this place is a throw-back to a time when that term was more readily used. We are 🙏for Angelo, Tony and his team at Broadway Restaurant to reopen soon.
For decades Arthur Sparr owned and operated this drug store/medical supply shop/luncheonette around the corner from Boston's famous hospitals in the Longwood medical area. It was one of the few places on earth where you could shop for a stethoscope while waiting for your turkey club. He closed the business in 2002 and the building was eventually sold to Harvard Medical School. Luckily this high-quality ghost sign remains. (#90 of 100 in the Boston Signage Project)
On Route 9 at the corner of Barrington and Morris Sts. heading from Point Pleasant Park to Buckingham St. A building bearing a sign for King Cole Tea and Coffee can be seen in the background, possibly Karas Luncheonette.
Date: [March or April, 1949]
Photographer: Photographed for Douglas Parker, possibly by Fred Steeves
Format: 1 photograph : b&w negative ; 63.5 mm × 108 mm (2.5" × 4.25") (size 616)
Retrieval Code: Douglas Parker Collection, CR60.21
Chicago chef extraordinaire Paul Kahan (Blackbird, avec, The Publican, Big Star, Nico Osteria and others) will be teaming up with rising culinary artist Tess Boghossian, a 12 year old from Palatine, to do a cooking demonstration at 10:30 a.m., Saturday, November 15 at the Green City Market’s indoor location, the Peggy Notebaert Museum (2430 N. Clark St.). The demonstration will feature Boghossian’s creation, Lincoln’s Inaugural Soup, a recipe that won the praise of First Lady Michelle Obama in her “Healthy Lunchtime Challenge.”
As a part of the Let’s Move! initiative to encourage healthy lifestyles, the demonstration also will include a simple, affordable, and healthy recipe to make at home.
After being inspired by the duo’s healthy take on the soup President Lincoln was served after his inauguration, guests may shop Green City Market’s wide selection of fresh and local goods to spark their own creativity for healthy recipes. The market is open Saturdays from 8 a.m. to 1 p.m.
About Paul Kahan
Executive Chef and Partner Paul Kahan has become the nationally recognizable face of Chicago chefs. Passionately seasonal, unconventionally creative and dedicated to the inspiration of classical cuisine, Kahan has received international acclaim for Blackbird, avec, The Publican, Big Star, Publican Quality Meats, Nico Osteria and most recently Dove’s Luncheonette. Awarded Outstanding Chef by the James Beard Foundation in 2013 and Best Chef of the Midwest in 2004, Kahan has earned the praise of many who claim him to be one of America’s most influential working chefs. For more information, visit www.oneoffhospitality.com
About Tess Boghossian
Tess is a 12-year old from Palatine, Illinois who swooned Michelle Obama with her “Lincoln’s Inaugural Soup Recipe” that she submitted to the First Lady’s Healthy Lunchtime Challenge. Her winning recipe earned her a trip to the White House and a seat at the presidential dinner table with President Barack Obama and the 53 other winners, one from each state. An avid reader and history enthusiast, Tess was inspired by the soup her favorite president, Abe Lincoln was served after his inauguration. She approached the old recipe with a mission of making it healthier while paying tribute to Lincoln. After laboring in the kitchen for a few days, Tess perfected Lincoln’s Inaugural Soup by adding whole grains, lean protein, and lots of vegetables. See recipe below.
Lincoln’s Inaugural Soup Recipe:
Makes 4 servings
Ingredients
2 tablespoons olive oil
1 small onion, peeled and diced
1 small parsnip, peeled and chopped
½ cup chopped green beans
1 carrot, peeled and chopped
1 quart low-sodium chicken broth
½ cup cooked quinoa
1 cup chopped asparagus (tough ends discarded)
8 ounces canned white beans, rinsed
½ cooked rotisserie chicken, skin removed, and chopped or 2 cups skinless boneless cooked chicken, chopped
1 quart low-sodium chicken broth
¼ teaspoon salt
¼ teaspoon pepper
Preparation
In a large pot, warm the olive oil over medium-high heat. Sauté the onion for 4 minutes or until soft. Add parsnips, green beans, and carrots, and continue to cook for 5 minutes, stirring occasionally. Add chicken broth, bring to a boil and then add quinoa. Cover and simmer for 10 minutes. Add asparagus, white beans, and chicken, season with salt and pepper, and cook for 5 minutes more, or until the chicken is heated through.
About Green City Market
Green City Market is a 501 (c) (3) not for profit organization celebrating its 16th anniversary. The mission of Green City Market is to provide a marketplace for purchasing sustainably grown food and to educate, promote and connect farmers and local producers directly to chefs, restaurateurs and the greater Chicago community. Green City Market values education about quality food and its source. Green City Market is funded by individual donations, corporation sponsorships, grants and fund raising events. For more information visit www.greencitymarket.org/.
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wakefield, massachusetts
1957
local diner - transitron lunch break
set includes photographs of transitron engineers in a local diner. part of an archival project, featuring the photographs of nick dewolf
© the Nick DeWolf Foundation
Image-use requests are welcome via flickrmail or nickdewolfphotoarchive [at] gmail [dot] com
Yesterday in Westwood, Massachusetts. I wonder if there would have been similar local community gathering spots 30 and 40 years ago. Perhaps the Five and Dime Luncheonettes or the Rexall ice cream fountain. Maybe local diners. I doubt there were many town coffee shops in those days.
Newark N.J. working at a three story residential that spread to other adjacent buildings.Location was next to "The Belmont" 502 Groceries and Delicatessen and on the next corner was "McLains Luncheonette. 04-06-1975 Howard Kent Jr.photo.
I got pancakes for a late dinner (around 9:30 PM) from Everest Diner because 1) it was open and 2) I didn't want Chinese or Italian food or anything else beside PANCAKES. This is probably the diner that I live closest too. I've passed it a gazillion times on the way to Chinatown but never felt compelled to try it.
So. The pancakes were okay (I daresay, I think I could make better pancakes) and the strawberry goo on top was not to my liking, but I like 99% of pancakes (it'd have to be realy bad for me to not like it) and it was such a nice thing to eat after walking for about half an hour trying to find a place I wanted to eat at. The restaurant closed at 10PM and I went in at 9:30 so I felt a bit like "Eek, I came late, I'm one of those evil customers." There was another guy eating an omelette though. Anyhoo, this was about $6, which was probably too expensive but I found out there's a luncheonette not much farther away that also sells pancakes for cheaper so I'll try that place too.
Chicago chef extraordinaire Paul Kahan (Blackbird, avec, The Publican, Big Star, Nico Osteria and others) will be teaming up with rising culinary artist Tess Boghossian, a 12 year old from Palatine, to do a cooking demonstration at 10:30 a.m., Saturday, November 15 at the Green City Market’s indoor location, the Peggy Notebaert Museum (2430 N. Clark St.). The demonstration will feature Boghossian’s creation, Lincoln’s Inaugural Soup, a recipe that won the praise of First Lady Michelle Obama in her “Healthy Lunchtime Challenge.”
As a part of the Let’s Move! initiative to encourage healthy lifestyles, the demonstration also will include a simple, affordable, and healthy recipe to make at home.
After being inspired by the duo’s healthy take on the soup President Lincoln was served after his inauguration, guests may shop Green City Market’s wide selection of fresh and local goods to spark their own creativity for healthy recipes. The market is open Saturdays from 8 a.m. to 1 p.m.
About Paul Kahan
Executive Chef and Partner Paul Kahan has become the nationally recognizable face of Chicago chefs. Passionately seasonal, unconventionally creative and dedicated to the inspiration of classical cuisine, Kahan has received international acclaim for Blackbird, avec, The Publican, Big Star, Publican Quality Meats, Nico Osteria and most recently Dove’s Luncheonette. Awarded Outstanding Chef by the James Beard Foundation in 2013 and Best Chef of the Midwest in 2004, Kahan has earned the praise of many who claim him to be one of America’s most influential working chefs. For more information, visit www.oneoffhospitality.com
About Tess Boghossian
Tess is a 12-year old from Palatine, Illinois who swooned Michelle Obama with her “Lincoln’s Inaugural Soup Recipe” that she submitted to the First Lady’s Healthy Lunchtime Challenge. Her winning recipe earned her a trip to the White House and a seat at the presidential dinner table with President Barack Obama and the 53 other winners, one from each state. An avid reader and history enthusiast, Tess was inspired by the soup her favorite president, Abe Lincoln was served after his inauguration. She approached the old recipe with a mission of making it healthier while paying tribute to Lincoln. After laboring in the kitchen for a few days, Tess perfected Lincoln’s Inaugural Soup by adding whole grains, lean protein, and lots of vegetables. See recipe below.
Lincoln’s Inaugural Soup Recipe:
Makes 4 servings
Ingredients
2 tablespoons olive oil
1 small onion, peeled and diced
1 small parsnip, peeled and chopped
½ cup chopped green beans
1 carrot, peeled and chopped
1 quart low-sodium chicken broth
½ cup cooked quinoa
1 cup chopped asparagus (tough ends discarded)
8 ounces canned white beans, rinsed
½ cooked rotisserie chicken, skin removed, and chopped or 2 cups skinless boneless cooked chicken, chopped
1 quart low-sodium chicken broth
¼ teaspoon salt
¼ teaspoon pepper
Preparation
In a large pot, warm the olive oil over medium-high heat. Sauté the onion for 4 minutes or until soft. Add parsnips, green beans, and carrots, and continue to cook for 5 minutes, stirring occasionally. Add chicken broth, bring to a boil and then add quinoa. Cover and simmer for 10 minutes. Add asparagus, white beans, and chicken, season with salt and pepper, and cook for 5 minutes more, or until the chicken is heated through.
About Green City Market
Green City Market is a 501 (c) (3) not for profit organization celebrating its 16th anniversary. The mission of Green City Market is to provide a marketplace for purchasing sustainably grown food and to educate, promote and connect farmers and local producers directly to chefs, restaurateurs and the greater Chicago community. Green City Market values education about quality food and its source. Green City Market is funded by individual donations, corporation sponsorships, grants and fund raising events. For more information visit www.greencitymarket.org/.
Former site of Larry's shoe repair; right next to a small river, there is this tiny brick building. I am not certain whether or not this is Millburn or Maplewood. In the 1960's, the bus depot was across the street with a little ramshackle wooden building/luncheonette (may have been called the Dot Luncheonette) that looked like something out of the 1930's or rural South Carolina. This tiny brick building was Larry's Shoe Repair. Larry was an African-American gentleman who had his business here for a very long time. Now, if still open, it's a psychic who uses it.
I have a solo art show coming up next month at Flower Pepper Gallery in Downtown Pasadena, Ca.
Opening night for the show is Saturday, October 5th, from 6pm - 10pm. The show runs through November 15th, 2013. Check the Flower Pepper Gallery website for regular hours and for more information about the show.
The show is entitled, "Fleeting Moments - The Art of Randy Hage." The show will feature more of my miniature New York storefront sculptures as well as some other pieces, including a miniature sculpture in the style of Vhils and some Los Angeles inspired works. The gallery will also be showcasing my photography.
This year's show is a charity event. We will be donating all of the proceeds to the Rachel Ann Hage Neuro-oncology Research Fund benefiting Children's Hospital Los Angeles.
If you know anyone who might be interested in seeing my work, I would appreciate it if you would share this information.
Hope to see you at the show!
Randy
The following links will give you more information regarding the show and my work.
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A shot from this past Saturday when Zoey had a play date at her friend London's house. London and her parent's don't live too far from this awesome little summer luncheonette called Flo's so we all took a walk over there for some lunch (I highly recommend it if you're in the Blue Point area).
D700, sigma 50mm f/1.4 @ f/2, iso 200, cp filter, natural light.
A favorite stop--and you can see why!! Mid-morning, between breakfast and lunch hours, hence the absence of other diners. Several arrived soon after this was taken. The food's dependably good, too!
Nick's Luncheonette - Mixed Media Sculpture
A mixed media sculpture in 1/12th scale. 25" x 15" x 8". The real Nick’s Luncheonette storefront structure is located at 196 Broadway, in the Williamsburg area of Brooklyn, New York. Follow this link to see a side by side comparison of my work and the original structure. www.flickr.com/photos/mindseyeminiatures/4700998570/in/se...
Or, if you would like to read more about my work, click here… www.dnainfo.com/20100712/manhattan/artist-creates-miniatu...
www.nytimes.com/interactive/2013/09/29/nyregion/album-sto...
abclocal.go.com/kabc/story?section=news/local/los_angeles...
www.theatlanticcities.com/arts-and-lifestyle/2013/09/secr...
vanishingnewyork.blogspot.com/2013/09/new-work-from-randy...
ny.curbed.com/archives/2013/09/10/its_a_small_world.php
gothamist.com/2013/09/10/photos_amazing_miniaturized_nyc_...
Remembering the long departed Nick’s Luncheonette in Williamsburg, Brooklyn taken pre-gentrification but after the Coca-Cola logo signage was removed from the privilege sign.
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Winter blizzard of February 6-7, 1978 in Boro Park Brooklyn under the 55th ST Elevated train line. First dear visitor, may I invite you to see the large photo. Note the bagel nosh number: UL1-5012 as in ULster-One as we would say as a pneumonic device. For the 1st picture before this one, they were behaved then...well boys will be boys. See the snowball on it's way to me with the Coca-Cola sign in the background? It just missed when I move aside. The store was still there up untill 2006. It had hardly changed at all. Minolta SRT-102 w 50 1.7mm Rokkor using Tri-x now scanned with a Konica-Minolta Dimage Elite 5400II See a color picture of it only a few years ago! p.s. These "kids" are now in their mid 30s!
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- Also see the aftermath:
Largest and most modern bowling alleys in Monmouth County. 26 automatic Brunswick pinspotters. Air conditioned, carpeted premenade, sound proof. Char pit luncheonette, meeting room and 6 acres of spacious parking. Owners Bill Junda and Tom Livingston
boston, massachusetts
may 1971
108 essex street
corner of essex and kingston
part of an archival project, featuring the photographs of nick dewolf
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SW corner of W.Carll St. and Broadway. These stores were built in early 1950. These stores took the place, from right to left, a private dwelling, the photo studio of Frank Brown, and the dwelling of S Schwartz. As of 1924. The new building was torn down in 1967. To the left was a recessed private house on the north side of Mary's Luncheonette , Photo by Mike Dolan, M3 Leica , 50mm Summicron lens