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- National Bank Building
- Notch shot
- Straight ahead (right, left, left, right)
- Ship lifespans
- New service
- You Say Station, I Say Potato ...
- Iron Age
- Thank you, Cornelius Vanderbilt
- Grand Central Terminal
- If they made a movie of it
- Obsolete by then.
- Half the tonnage at the NYPANO dock
- Ravages escaped, bank notes signed and dated
- Chatham expansion
- Steepled in History
- Made by York
- No Summer Vacation
- Wait a minute ...
- $$$
- Joad on the Road
- Street Lights Survive
- Now & then
- More or Less? It's a lot less
- A new image.
- Same ol' story ...
- $13,589,422,507.55 in 2024 dollar$
- Skinned knuckles
- Not enough
- Completed, and then enlarged
- Awnings
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Cafe Society: 1943
February 1943. "This image in a jacket marked 'Killed'." From photos taken in and around Albuquerque, New Mexico, by John Collier for the OWI. View full size.
Santa Fe RR?
The guy looking into the camera appears to wear a railroad cap. I wonder if this is near the Santa Fe yard off Central Ave.?
Re: Sippers vs. Sluggers
Wonderful analysis of the beer glasses. One of my all-time favorite Shorpy comments. Well done, Gooberpea! Best line: "A sipper nurses his beverage, savoring the amber current flowing through his mind." Close second: "A sipper sacrifices the crisp pop of a whole glass of cold beer on the belly and brain for the lingering pleasure of standing at the bar in the company of friends and neighbors." Pure poetry.
An observation
Doggone, but that Gooberpea is an entertaining (and accomplished) writer!
Overhead
The light fixtures are a schoolhouse pendant.
Sippers vs. Sluggers
You can tell how a fellow drinks his beer by observing the foam rings left inside the glass every time he takes a drink. A sipper nurses his beverage, savoring the amber current flowing through his mind. The guy with the glasses facing the camera, center frame, is a sipper. If you zoom in you can plainly see three, maybe four foam lines closely spaced with a third of his glass empty. Perhaps he's short on cash and wanting to prolong his evening at the bar before returning home to the missus. A sipper sacrifices the crisp pop of a whole glass of cold beer on the belly and brain for the lingering pleasure of standing at the bar in the company of friends and neighbors
The gentleman looking straight at the camera with his cap pushed back is a slugger. Notice how his glass is also about a third sailboat fuel. One thick foam line tilted ever so slightly to the rim indicates he drained a third of his beer in two big gulps. Ahhh! Now that's refreshing!
Ol' Goober employs both tactics -- slug one, then sip one, slug one, sip one ... lather, rinse, repeat.
My kind of joint
No foo-foo drinks with straws there.
No martinis made with apple flavoured vodka either.
C'mon, Burquenos!
Someone in my favorite city must recognize this place. It's time for Shorpy sleuths to leap into action. First clue: If the back wall is right, it's "Cafe [something]."
One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer
Now that's what I call a bar. I bet it's heaving on a Friday night.
Bar looks pretty well stocked.
Might be 1943, but no shortage of beer and peanuts.
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