Walking on the Bowery near Rivington Street the other day, the signage caught my eye.
Painted on glass panels were vintage-looking ads for restaurant fixtures—including the very old-school “bar benches” and “coffee urns.” (Does anyone use the term coffee urn anymore? Somehow I imagine it’s too morbid for Starbucks.)
The signs are on the ground floor windows of 219-221 Bowery, two unusual and conjoined late 19th century buildings with five floors of decorative panels, bays, and pilasters.
Clearly they were painted by a no-longer-operating restaurant supply company.
Numbers 219-221 are within the boundaries of the Bowery’s restaurant supply row, which sprang up in the middle of the 20th century, reports a 2004 New York Times article.
But numbers 219-221 are also located along the Bowery’s skid row, which became infamous in the 20th century, when Bowery was most often paired with the word bum.
These twin buildings with the mysterious kitchen-supply signs once housed a notorious Bowery flophouse called the Alabama House.
(It’s very faint, but you can just make out the name in a faded ad on the side of the building in the photo above.)
The Renaissance Revival/Queen Anne structure was built in 1889 and designed by James Ware, the architect who also invented New York’s signature dumbbell tenements.
When the Alabama was built, the Bowery had already become a dive district with a shadowy elevated train (at left, looking up Grand Street) and cheap bars, dance halls, and theaters lining Chatham Square to Cooper Square.
The Alabama joined a long list of lodging houses where for a dime (or less) a night, poor men could lay their heads (at right, another Bowery flophouse) through much of the 20th century.
By 1960, the fee for a room was still a relatively low 80 cents a night.
But the “gentle men, the sherry drinkers, the slightly unbalanced,” as a New York Times article described the denizens of the street at the time, would be shuffled elsewhere after 1967.
That year, it was announced that the Alabama Hotel, as it was now called, would be converted into artists’ lofts. “Bowery Hotel Where Derelicts Slept Being Converted to Artist Studios,” the Times headline read.
Now, more than 50 years later, the men who slept there are phantoms, just like the faded restaurant-supply signs.
[Fifth photo: MCNY, 1908 X2010.7.1.4022; Sixth photo: Jacob Riis, 1895, MCNY 90.13.3.63; Seventh photo: New York Times 1967]
Tags: 219-221 Bowery, Alabama House Bowery, Bowery Dives, Bowery flophouses, Ghost Signs Bowery', Old Bowery Hotels, skid row bowery
August 6, 2018 at 6:50 am |
[…] [Fifth photo: MCNY, 1908 X2010.7.1.4022; Sixth photo: Jacob Riis, 1895, MCNY 90.13.3.63; Seventh photo: New York Times 1967] Source link […]
August 6, 2018 at 11:20 am |
What a great post – so evocative.
August 6, 2018 at 2:36 pm |
Thanks! It was fascinating to research.
August 6, 2018 at 11:53 am |
As always, a fascinating story. I have a copy of Joseph Mitchell’s “Up In The Old Hotel” and your article has inspired me to read it again. Thanks!
August 6, 2018 at 2:37 pm |
You’re welcome, and now I want to reread it.
August 6, 2018 at 12:24 pm |
I’ve heard the term “Skid Row” originated in Seattle, where they would “skid” the logs down the street to the harbour.
August 6, 2018 at 12:36 pm |
Howdy Folks, I just went up to NYC. Everything’s changed from the last time I was there about the 80s somewhere. The streets that were all Italian are now Asian. My 73 year friend who lives on Roosevelt Island took me on a walk-about 4 days in a row till my 77 year old feet needed a rest. We went into the stores with stuff that I would never find in Florida. Bought 1 1/2 lbs. of provolone for 20 bucks…couldn’t help myself. I saw a building near what Dick told me was the old Tammany police station. The building in question was a couple hundred feet high with a dome atop. A magnificent structure. It may be high dollar rentals or condos now. Maybe you can shed a little light. I must say…Every nifty building I gazed upon, I wondered if it ever made it to Ephemeral NY.
Your e-mails are simply excellent. I keep 100, or more, of em in a folder.
Thanx,
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August 6, 2018 at 2:39 pm |
Thanks George…this must be the police station you’re talking about. It’s magnificent, and yes, private homes now. They won’t even let me take a photo of the lobby!
August 6, 2018 at 2:23 pm |
I like seeing these ghosts.
The coffee sense of “urn” is pretty common in crossword clues:
http://www.the-crossword-solver.com/word/urn
And there’s Tom Waits’s “Eggs and Sausage”: “There’s a rendezvous of strangers around the coffee urn tonight.”
August 6, 2018 at 6:06 pm |
I love living across the street from this building, and worry what’s gonna become of it, but thanks for covering the signage.
August 6, 2018 at 6:16 pm |
The picture at 221 Bowery rang a bell. Hammacher Schlemmer was at this address in its early years as a hardware store, from about 1848-1857 when we moved down the street to 209 Bowery. I have a picture I’d be happy to share.
August 7, 2018 at 2:42 am |
How did I miss this while doing the research? Thanks for pointing it out; Hammacher Schlemmer has a long history in NYC, as you know!
August 9, 2018 at 3:43 am |
Please share your photo.I feel sure everyone would enjoy it.
August 9, 2018 at 6:07 pm
”Tollner’s upscale wareroom in 1848. This illustrates the fact that fine tools in the mid-19th century had an elevated value, and not just monetarily.”
August 9, 2018 at 6:06 pm |
“Charles Tollner’s hardware store at 221 Bowery, New York City, as it appeared in 1848. Tollner remained at 221 Bowery until 1857, then he moved to 209 Bowery. Along with J. Wilkinson & Co. of Boston, established in 1842, Tollner became one of the first national hardware stores. During the Civil War, the store became Hammacher & Tollner, then A. Hammacher, and in 1883, Hammacher Schlemmer & Co, N.Y.”
August 9, 2018 at 6:10 pm
See also illustration at The Furniture Journal, Volume 21 (Trade Periodical Company, 1904)
https://books.google.com/books?id=AnAoAAAAYAAJ&pg=RA3-PA36&lpg=RA3-PA36&dq=r+stern+hammacher+schlemmer&source=bl&ots=pm8jd7TGSi&sig=L8xy-NKIUtAuVku1A32xXzDkrTo&hl=en&sa=X&ei=KzJ3VZucBsu4sAXmoIL4DA&sqi=2&ved=0CEIQ6AEwAw#v=onepage&q=r%20stern%20hammacher%20schlemmer&f=false
August 6, 2018 at 8:07 pm |
As always, Ephemeral, sincere thanks for another illuminating glimpse into the history of our beloved city. And a sincere thanks to the Powers That Be for somehow preventing greedy, grasping, loathsome “developers” (“destroyers”) from destroying these witnesses to the Past.
August 7, 2018 at 2:43 am |
Always good to hear from you Trilby!
August 7, 2018 at 8:41 pm
Thank you, ephemeral, it is an honor.
August 6, 2018 at 10:14 pm |
for more info’…
http://daytoninmanhattan.blogspot.com/2016/06/the-alabama-house-nos-219-221-bowery.html
August 6, 2018 at 11:17 pm |
RLewis, Many thanks for your fascinating overview of “The Alabama” building. I’m inspired, as soon as this heat-wave breaks, to seek out the building to pay my respects….the human stories having played out within over the years are certainly food for thought.
August 6, 2018 at 11:00 pm |
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August 7, 2018 at 12:51 pm |
Somehow there is a kind of beauty in breathing life into the abandoned past.
August 7, 2018 at 6:21 pm |
Absolutely lovely observation, Buzzkill! I feel the same….
August 8, 2018 at 10:31 pm |
“The bowery, thebowery…They say such things and they do such things…” I remember my grandparents singing this.
August 9, 2018 at 12:13 am |
I know that song, too….I sometimes sing it.
August 9, 2018 at 12:50 am |
I, as well, remember hearing my grandfather sing that….and the ending, “I’ll never go there anymore”. My mother told me that he’d told her about what it was like on “The Bowery” and “Fulton Street when he arrived in NY from Europe in 1912,. How I regret never asking him about his early days here.
August 9, 2018 at 3:59 am
Trilby…Marguerite’s mother?
August 9, 2018 at 12:12 am |
Very saddened about the demise of the flophouses, because as long as they existed, I knew that I would have somewhere to wind up when my life turned out as a failure.
August 9, 2018 at 3:12 am |
New York Templar, 1903:
“Temperance Restaurants
“We clip the following from the New York World of January 19:
“MEN — We feed the hungry. Don’t eat until you are hungry. Then go to Hand-In-Hand Restaurants, 219 Bowery, near Rivington street, or 2 mulberry Street, corner of Park Row, and eat the largest, cleanest and best meal on earth for five cents. Variety of dishes; everything neat and clean. Cup of fine coffee with each meal.
“This odd advertisement appeared in the “Help Wanted” columns of The World. A reporter who went to one of the restaurants found that the five-cent banquet was a reality, and, as a departing patron put it, “all to the good at that.”
[…]
‘How do you do it? Why do you, as it seems, conduct this place for your health?’ asked the reporter of a stout, kindly looking man behind a desk at the front of the clean, white painted basement, No. 219 Bowery.
“‘Don’t do anything of the sort,’ returned the manager, Mr. John Conroy. ‘We run this place to feed men and to keep them independent. We don’t hand out slice of charity or sign hymns to a man while he is eating. We let him come in here and buy his food.’ […]”
https://books.google.com/books?id=dLblAAAAMAAJ&dq=%22219%20bowery%22%20hand-in%20hand&pg=PR9#v=onepage&q=%22219%20bowery%22%20hand-in%20hand&f=false
“JAMES GAGE BEEMER was born in Hamilton, Ontario, January 16, 1849, and was the son of Levi and Eliza Gage Beemer. He died at his home, 170 Shonnard Terrace, Yonkers, May 6, 1921, and was buried in Greenwood cemetery. Mr. Beemer moved to the United
States in early manhood. He was one of the first settlers on Shonnard Terrace, a residential district then undeveloped. He was
president of the Chestnut Ridge Corporation of New York City, and of the Phenix Mineral Products Corporation and was a
stockholder in other corporations.
For many years he gave a large part of his time to philanthropy. He organized the Hand-in-Hand Restaurants on the Bowery, where
meals were sold for five cents, and was president of the Hand-in-Hand Supply Company.”
https://books.google.com/books?id=bq0yAQAAMAAJ&dq=james%20beemer%20hand-in%20hand%20restaurant%20%20supply&pg=PA240#v=onepage&q=james%20beemer%20hand-in%20hand%20restaurant%20%20supply&f=false
August 9, 2018 at 3:40 am |
Wow, definitely something for a future post! Thanks for your research Bob.