Beer has been flowing at P.J. Clarke’s on Third Avenue and 55th Street since Chester Arthur was president.
And while the place looks spiffier than it has in recent years, it’s still one of those old-school saloons that kept its Gilded Age decor, like stained glass, amber lights, and a pressed tin ceiling.
There’s another old New York relic P.J. Clarke’s appears to have held onto: the bar’s wooden phone booth.
Way back in the dinosaur era of payphones, every public place had one: a phone booth with a hinged door and small stool a person would tuck themselves into to make their call out of earshot.
While the phone itself and the seat are no longer in the booth at P.J.’s, the booth itself is still there beside the end of the bar—only now it’s used to store glasses and napkins.
Not convinced that this casket-like space was a phone booth? Check out how similar its shape is to these, spotted at the Park Avenue Armory in 2010, and this one, at Bill’s on 54th Street, ID’d in 2015.