Posts Tagged ‘Vintage store signs New York City’

New York’s last remaining soda fountain signs

May 2, 2016

Soda sales are down—and so are the number of soft drink–branded signs fronting the diners and newsstands on New York’s streets.


I don’t think anyone is officially keeping track of how many privilege signs—as these signs are technically called—disappear every year from the city’s dwindling number of independent diners, luncheonettes, and newsstands.

Though their numbers weren’t great 10 years ago, more signs are biting the dust (like two out of the three photographed in this post from 2008).


Luckily two stalwarts seem to be safe: the signs atop the West Village’s delightfully named greasy spoon diner La Bonbonniere and Eddie’s Sweet Shop, a 107-year-old ice cream parlor in Forest Hills.

Let’s hope the rest of the remaining signs scattered around the five boroughs hang on.

[Second photo: Google]

A vintage phone exchange on West 14th Street

October 10, 2013

I’ve always been a big fan of Desco Vacuum’s old-school store signage on 14th Street between Seventh and Eighth Avenues.


The vertical sign feels very 1970s. Plus, how many vacuum cleaners are advertised in neon these days?

BorosignexchangeBut until recently, I never noticed the phone number with the vintage two-letter exchange at the bottom.

The sign maker is Boro Sign, located in Borough Park.

TR likely stood for Triangle, which covered parts of Brooklyn, according to this wonderful chart.

There’s also TR for Trafalgar, in Manhattan, and TR for Tremont, in the Bronx.

Dingy and derelict store signs in Brooklyn

October 18, 2010

More shabby than chic, these vintage signs do have character.

Kelly’s Tavern in Bay Ridge makes a cameo appearance in Saturday Night Fever. (Tony and Stephanie walk past it after leaving a coffee shop.)

Maiman’s Pharmacy, off Eastern Parkway in Crown Heights, has an enchanting neon sign you’ll never find above a Duane Reade or Rite-Aid.

Hardware stores around the city tend to have great old signs, like Weinstein’s on Kingston Avenue in Crown Heights.

There’s something a little creepy about this bar in Sunset Park. Darkened windows, no-frills signage . . . barhopping frat boys from Manhattan may be viewed with suspicion.