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Post by dgriffin on Aug 13, 2008 12:54:23 GMT -5
My family was somehow related to Steinhorsts, or to someone who married one. When I was quite young, in the late 1940's, there was a small neighborhood grocery on Square St., between Taylor and Brinckerhoff, run by a Steinhorst family. I was probably five when the older kids "elected" me to run in and ask if they had Prince Albert in the can. I did, and ran right back out. "What did they say when you yelled, 'Well then, let him out," asked Petey Nicotera. Confused, I asked, "I was supposed to say that, too?" Old Version:New Version:
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Post by stoney on Aug 13, 2008 15:47:20 GMT -5
ROFL!
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Post by Clipper on Aug 13, 2008 16:16:55 GMT -5
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Post by dgriffin on Aug 15, 2008 9:50:15 GMT -5
Does anyone remember the Ten Pin on Eagle St.? Long time ago. Good Fish Fry. Early to mid 1950's.
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Post by frankcor on Aug 15, 2008 11:55:30 GMT -5
LOL, Dave -- It's good to see thatyour ability to deliver a punch line has improved steadily since the time you were five-years old.
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Post by jon hynes on Aug 20, 2008 18:11:03 GMT -5
I used to go to Otto and Carl's on Genesee Street in South Utica. It was next to the Railroad Tracks across from the Hess Station. Some 30 years ago I got acquainted with Bill Zockman and his wife. They owned the land where Sangertown Mall now stands. Turns out that she used to make all the breads and desserts at Otto and Carl's. I surely did enjoy the food there. She made me a apple pie and rolls just for myself.
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Post by dgriffin on Aug 20, 2008 21:21:38 GMT -5
I remember the small railroad station there. And in later years, the Friendly's across the street. Let's see, the RR that ran through Cornhill was the NY Central West Shore, so I think that rail was the Ontario and Western (O&W), and I think it was an industrial spur. I used to play in the "Burrstone Yards" along Lincoln Ave. as a kid, and we would cross it when we walked up the back hill to the Addison Miller Pool on York. But I can't remember the name of that railroad. Was it the DL&W? (Delaware, Lackawana and (western?))
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Post by jon hynes on Aug 20, 2008 23:08:14 GMT -5
Otto and Carl's was a Dark Green 3 story building across Genesee from the RR Station next to Friendly. It is the New York Susquehanna & Western Rail. Going West then North. The tracks went to Seward Ave at Bendix and then in back of Divine Brothers, Munson Mills, G.E. Dump (Grossman's) and the Quarry. There it crossed another Rail that went overhead across French Road. Then kept going under the Burstone Road Bridge at Weir's Wheel Works then down where the Arterial is now. Scheidelman's (Lincoln Ave) Bosserts, Down Schuyler Street to Utica Club to Oriskany Blvd.
I remember there was a D and a W stamped on some of the rail plates of the tracks that crossed cause that was my brother's initials and he tried to make me think he had stamped the DW.
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Post by jon hynes on Aug 20, 2008 23:29:21 GMT -5
Another Oldie Restaurant was Jack and Andy's on Genesee Street between Sears gas station and Oxford Rd New Hartford. In later years Jack Gunn turned it into a very successful Laundry Mat. He was almost stone deaf from being an Air Force Pilot in the war. (there's another story that goes with this) He eventually retired and the contents sold at auction and the building torn down.
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Post by jon hynes on Aug 20, 2008 23:43:58 GMT -5
Dave, the Band picture you posted here I think was taken at Garamones Restaurant.
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Post by Clipper on Aug 21, 2008 7:59:11 GMT -5
I vaguely remember going into Jack and Andy's when I was quite young with Mom and Dad. They had hung out there as teens (My mom was from Pearl St in NH) I also remember when they turned it into a laundromat and eventually when they tore it down. There is a bank there now isn't there?
It is an era long gone, but boy I sure miss the days of the burger counter and soda fountain. We used to go to Hamelines in the N Utica shopping center, and Kewpie. We would simply put nickels in the juke box and have a burger and fries with a REAL milkshake, and enjoy each other's company. Wittig's on the parkway and Oneida, King Cole in the Whitestown Plaza, Yorkville Diner. All places where you could sit in a booth and have a huge ice cream sundae or a milkshake, and play the jukebox for a nickel a song. We had no need to hang on street corners because we had soda fountains, and school dances, along with 25 cent movies and school sporting events to keep us busy.
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Post by jon hynes on Aug 21, 2008 11:29:26 GMT -5
Tony's Spaghetti House was owned by Tony Sparagna's wife. When they split up she kept James Street and he opened Tony Sparagna's Restaurant on Lexox Ave, West Utica. Fred LaTour used to make the sauce and meatballs for Tony's and then for Sparagna's. They would fight and Fred would quit, then he'd go back, so you never knew how good the food was going to be. Oh the lasagna when things were right!
If my tomato crop ever ripens we're going to make up some spaghetti sauce. Yumm!
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Post by jon hynes on Aug 21, 2008 12:16:00 GMT -5
Another James Street Restaurant was Rosario's Pizzeria. Russ and Marie started in North Utica and hired me to renovate a building on the corner of James and Miller Streets for them. The key to his success was his father-in-law Dominick Piperata who was the chef for both Fred Sr & Jr at Gramaldi's on Bleecker Street and then Alfrado's on Seneca Turnpike. He made the sausage for Russ and it was the best anywhere.
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Post by dgriffin on Aug 21, 2008 12:31:17 GMT -5
Clipper, I sat in Wittig's many a night after ice skating in the late fifties. When younger, my Dad would sometimes take us out at the "Friday Night Fights" on TV to the Kewpie for a hamburg and frosted malt. Or he'd take us to Donalty's and we'd wait in the car until he brought out the beer (for himself) and ham sandwiches. In south Utica, I remember often getting the small hamburg at the White Tower. Or a bag of potato chips from Jean's Beans, on my way home from school on Friday. Jon, so I guess it's Garramone's on South St. and Tony's on James that I'm always confusing in my mind. I'm getting hungry and I haven't done much today. Gotta do a few things outside.
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Post by Clipper on Aug 21, 2008 16:11:15 GMT -5
I am not a junk food fan, but I sometimes get a craving for a frosted malt, and we go to Wendy's strictly for the frosty. It isn't Kewpie, but it is a fair facsimile thereof. Ironically their single hamburg with catsup, mustard, pickle and onion, is also the closest any of the modern day fast food outlets has come to a real Kewpie burger.
Kathy's brother drove a hundred or so miles out of his way once, to go to a "Kewpie" that still exists, either in Ohio or Indiana somewhere. I have to find out where it is. With my sons living in Central Ohio, I might find myself close enough to go there someday.
Garramones on South Street was a favorite of my parents when they took us out for italian food. My exwife and I lived about 3 miles from the new Garramones when we lived on Kayuta Lake. The same wonderful food is still available with the same quality sauce and the same recipes. If you come in from Forestport you bear right at the Buffalo Head and Garramones is less than 1/4 mile on the left.
Pescatore's on Albany St. was always my favorite of favorites for italian food. I loved their linguine with white clam sauce.
You were lucky to go to Wittigs for ice cream after the fights. We always had popcorn for the fights, made by grandma in a long handled metal popper made for an open fire. She would pop it on the kitchen stove on the woodburning side. They had a gas and wood/coal range, that heated the back half of the house as well as their hot water.
The pan that we ate that popcorn out of was a family heirloom that I saved when we cleaned out her things upon her death. I have the gray and black speckled enamel dishpan that we put the popcorn in, and also the large crockery bowl with a combination lid and trivet, that she used for mac and cheese, casseroles, and for her macaroni salad. I guess being the oldest of my mom and dad's kids, I have the fondest memories of those items, and I am a real emotional collector of stuff like that and my gramps tools. I truly treasure items like that.
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