Farewell Subway Inn
Closing about August 15th, 2014 (hopefully relocating)
in Midtown on 60th Street between 3rd and Lexington Avenues
It looks like the ax is finally falling on the inimitable Subway Inn bar across from Bloomingdales in Midtown. Their Facebook page says that they will be closing around August 15th, though they hope to relocate. Here’s hoping they find a way to take their wonderful neon sign with them.
The subtle curve of “Subway,” the angle of “Inn,” the multiple “Bar”s — this sign is a true classic. I often think about trying to make a font out of specific neon signs — this is the one I’d start with. The bar itself was loud and crowded, but still a wonderful oasis from the sea of chain stores and boring office towers in Midtown. New York City is losing its dives, its grit, and its glow all too rapidly. Subway Inn, I hope you’re able to recreate all of it in a new home.
Farewell Rodeo Bar
Closing Sunday July 27, 2014
on 3rd Avenue at 27th Street in Kips Bay
I was disappointed to hear of the impending closure of honky-tonk venue Rodeo Bar on Third Avenue, and went out a couple of weeks ago to photograph the sign. I was further disappointed to find the sign engulfed in scaffolding, though by standing across the street only somewhat in the line of traffic, I was able to get most of it. Sadly, my only other photo is not quite in the full dark, though it does show the colors a little better:
I assuaged my disappointment by visiting a nearby favorite afterwards, which I’ll post about soon.
It’s been a while since I visited Rodeo Bar, but that’s just because I haven’t been going out and about at night much lately, not because of any lack in the bar. They showcase (for a couple more days) honky-tonk music, proffer free peanuts, and keep their kitchen open late. All in all a festive and fun place to hang out.
Farewell Rodeo Bar — the city will be darker without you.
on Fresh Pond Road at Cypress Hills Street & 69th Avenue in Ridgewood, Queens
Oh hi there. I hope you guys have been enjoying the old photos I’ve been queuing up. It’s been nice to feel like I haven’t completely abandoned the neon, even when I’m having a crappy week. I do hope I’ll have the energy to get out and take some new photos soon, but this week has been a bit rough health-wise, so I’m not sure how soon it might be.
At any rate, here’s an actual post with some actual news. The most important thing is that you should tell Erikc Austin and Jason Kleinmann, who have taken over the old Casky’s Tavern space in Ridgewood to open a new bar, that they should keep the sign. I hope they will! We’ve visited Caskey’s before. Apparently the bar has been closed for a while (a couple of months, I think?), but I haven’t been back to verify. It’s kind of a kitschy sign — not a style of lettering I’m usually interested in — but for whatever reason I love it. I love the colors, the distinctiveness of it, and the straight forward “TAVERN.”
I most especially love that flaming green goblet. I like to think of it as the Goblet of Fire from Harry Potter, but then that’s just me.
More about the new owners and their plans at the Village Voice website.
In other news, Lost City reports that D’Aituto has closed. RIP.
And Gothamist reports that Lolita has closed as well. Damn.
OK, back to our regularly scheduled queued posts. I apologize to those of you whose emails I have not answered. I hope to catch up soon!
(In Red Hook on Conover Street btwn Reed & Beard Streets)
I’ve written about Sunny’s before, but I’m here now to tell you that Sunny’s needs your help. This wonderful bar is in Red Hook, Brooklyn, and as many of you know, Red Hook was hit hard by the storm. Sunny’s did not escape damage.
Head on over to Kickstarter to help reopen Sunny’s, or head to Hamilton Gallery Theater on Saturday for another fundraiser. Their Kickstarter project has some really great rewards, including a miniature version of their awesome neon sign. Help out if you can!
Dublin House Tap Room
(On the Upper West Side on W 79th Street between Broadway & Amsterdam)
I’ve been to the Dublin House Tap Room quite a few times since I started this project (though I didn’t always bring my camera), but haven’t done a proper post yet. And I’m still not doing one! I will say it’s one of the most memorable neon signs in New York, and a wonderful bar (especially on weeknight evenings, or early on — but then I’m an old fogey who likes quietish bars when you can hear yourself think).
You guys, the day job has been taking up more of my energy than usual lately — I apologize in advance for what will likely be a slight slowdown in the neon department for the next couple of months (not a stoppage, just a bit of an ebb). Happily, though, I’ve got a lot of neon fun to work on this weekend, some of which I’ll tell you about later, but one thing I’ll share now, which is the reason for posting the picture above: I’m reading Jef Klein’s book The History and Stories of the Best Bars of New York, because I’m going to be giving a short introduction to her upcoming talk:
The History of the Dublin House & Irish Pubs on the Upper West Side
An informal talk by Jef Klein, author of
The History and Stories of the Best Bars of New York
Introduction by Kirsten Hively of Project Neon
$10 for the general public, free for Landmarks West members
Thursday March 22, 6:30 PM
The back room of Dublin House, at 225 West 79th Street
You should come!
Campanile Restaurant (formerly the Weathervane Inn)
(In Midtown on E 29th Street between Madison & Park Avenues)
I came across this sign for Campanile Restaurant back in March, but I knew I had to go back for a proper visit after I heard from Nancy Levine, granddaughter of the proprietor of a former incarnation, the Weathervane Inn. Nancy (author, by the way, of The Tao of Pug) told me that her grandfather, Nat Levine, came to New York from Poland in the 1920s. He was an electrician, and did electrical work as a contractor for restaurants before opening his own: The Milk Bar on Nassau Street. He later opened the Weathervane Inn, a family business eventually taken over by his sons Paul (who also played piano in the restaurant) and Irwin. Nancy recalls that her mother pitched in, too, at one point handing out flyers on the street advertising a lobster tail lunch for $5.99.
Nancy asked her mother about her memories of the Weathervane Inn, and she recalled that the neon sign was considered important enough that they carried a service contract that meant the minute a single letter went out a service person immediately came to fix it. She also noted that the building was owned by the Bartenders Union, so anyone who wanted to tend bar — even the owners — had to be full union members.
Nancy also remembers her father bringing home autographs from famous patrons, including Joe Namath, Lauren Bacall, and Joe Louis. That’s quite a clientele!
In 1973 the restaurant was sold, and then sold again at some point to the current owners. It’s now a pretty fancy (and pricey) Italian restaurant. When I stopped by the Maitre d’ and bartender (and maybe also the owner? I should have asked) peaked out from behind the lace curtains in the window then stepped outside. He beckoned that I should continue photographing if I liked, and when I told him I admired his neon sign, he evidenced great pride in it. He said he had looked into getting it repainted, but that it turned out to be prohibitively expensive (he said it was like auto paint — powder coated). I don’t mind. I like the patina, and except for one temporarily flickering “E” (to the left in the photo above), the neon was in perfect order.
Isn’t the lettering on this sign interesting? It looks almost calligraphic, especially the strokes on the S and E. And I love the merest hint of a serif on the top left of the As, Rs, and N. Plus as I’ve said before, the shift among shades of pink and red is one of my all time favorite neon characteristics. One day I’ll learn the science behind it, but for now I’ll just admire the character it gives older signs.
I also like that this sign is triangular, angled to catch the eyes of people bustling down Madison and Park Avenues to either side. I also like the simple “BAR" at the bottom. Its curved lettering, tightly kerned, nicely sets off the more generously spaced vertical letters of "Restaurant."
As I mentioned, it’s a pretty pricey place — a couple of cocktails, a small baked clam appetizer, and a bread basket set us back nearly $50 before tips (not quite the $5.99 lobster tail lunch of yore), but everything was quite good. The inside is pleasant though unremarkable. Alas, the Project Neon budget does not allow too many visits to the pricey side of the neon tracks, but I’m very glad I made it to Campanile, née the Weathervane Inn. Long may its neon shine. Many thanks to Nancy and her family for sharing the history behind this classic sign.
(in Midtown on 8th Avenue btwn 30th & 31st Streets)
The esteemed Grade “A” Fancy recently reminded me that I had not yet added the Blarney Stone’s Midtown sign to my collection. Alas, the bar the sign hangs in front of is dreadful — see Grade “A” Fancy for full details — so if you’re taking a neon walk, I’d recommend stopping to admire the sign, then grabbing a drink elsewhere. I did, in fact, stop in for a drink, but it was a loud, boring, characterless place as far as I could tell.
The sign isn’t in great shape: the other side is mostly out and “Restaurant” is off on this side. It isn’t easy to see, either, on this chaotic block, but it’s classic with the Irish green Blarney Stone lettering and the neon-red BAR tilted just a bit towards the establishment in question, with the top serifs giving a feeling of speed. Run in now! Except, as I said, the bar is terrible, so run the other way instead.
If you do run the other way, you’ll find yourself across the street in D’Aiuto bakery (I was reminded that I also needed to stop by here by the always informative New York Neon blog, which recently delved into the history of Grauer Signs, including this one) , and get a cheesecake or a cannolo (or several cannoli). I can’t recommend anything else here, but those two deserts are spot-on. Whether you need a snack on your way to Penn Station or revivification after an exhausting journey out of town, this is a classic (if somewhat utilitarian) sweet spot. No seats, though, so you’ll have to eat as you go or carry it to more hospitable environs.
The illuminated yellow plastic here really cheapens the look of the sign for me, but the lettering of D’Aiuto is fantastic. The flourish on the O, the tapering of the curve on the D (thicker on top to match the slab serifs on the other letters), and the angle of the apostrophe are all great. Plus pink seems to be the right color for bakeries, don’t you think?
Help Wanted Do you know what this sign says? Is it a name? I believe it’s Russian, but I’m not 100% positive. I saw it in Fort Hamilton. If you have any info, please let me know at heyprojectneon *at* gmail or @heyprojectneon. Thanks!