It was a sad damn day when this joint closed. I loved it there. My first “time out” in New York I met up with a friend there for brunch … and everything was so fresh and new, it remains very vivid in my mind. Allison and I would always meet up there. I hung out there with cousin Mike. I hung out there with my friend Michelle. Like … the place was a constant. Great food, great brunch (but BUSY), but also packed at night, full bar, it had everything. RIP Coffee Shop.
I love the way the teal of the bar sign matches up with the teal of the building to the left. There are few things I love more than a good coffee shop like this one – or that I’ve missed spending time in for the last 18 months. When I was going to CCNY in 1980-81, mine was a place called Steve’s near my apartment in Brooklyn. I still miss that place.
Good coffee shops are so important. Places you can hang out and not feel rushed. I cherish the ones I frequent and mourn when they close. This one is a total bummer.
This photo is so balanced in composition and color that it could be a Richard Estes painting. I thought it was one at first viewing!
I have to admit it did come out great. I love the building OVER the coffee shop – it’s so old school. It looks like an administration building from 1968.
I was not prepared for how precisely moving through the physical reality of NYC matched pictures and movies of NYC. I was not prepared for there to be so little difference. It has not happened to me in any other major city. I have no idea why. Something to do with the way it is specifically and uniquely fantasised. This picture brings that feeling back!