<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655</id><updated>2012-02-07T14:48:43.644-05:00</updated><category term='unionizing'/><category term='Eastern Parkway'/><category term='artistic references'/><category term='Manhattan'/><category term='oral history'/><category term='Miami Beach'/><category term='crime'/><category term='New York Times'/><category term='food'/><category term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><category term='family'/><category term='politics'/><category term='King&apos;s Highway'/><category term='customers'/><category term='photos'/><category term='Brooklyn'/><category term='chronology'/><category term='obituary'/><title type='text'>Dubrow's Cafeteria</title><subtitle type='html'>A compilation of memories, stories, and photos about the famous Dubrow's Cafeteria in New York City.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-190147685743869882</id><published>2012-02-07T14:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T14:48:43.755-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artistic references'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><title type='text'>Another Dennis Ziemienski painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dngnvw0A9Uk/TzF--svEKJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/gp5CBzx9c9g/s1600/IMG_1745_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dngnvw0A9Uk/TzF--svEKJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/gp5CBzx9c9g/s320/IMG_1745_1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dubrow's Cafeteria"&lt;br /&gt;Oil on canvas, 36x48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This painting looks very similar to the one in &lt;a href="http://www.dubrows.blogspot.com/2005/01/painting-of-dubrows_31.html"&gt;this previous post&lt;/a&gt;, but the dimensions are different.&amp;nbsp; Also, this one is little lighter, as though it were the same scene, but in daylight instead of at night. &amp;nbsp; If I had the money I would totally buy this painting.&amp;nbsp; Go &lt;a href="http://ziemienski.com/page4.html?bpid=11453"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you can do so in my stead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-190147685743869882?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/190147685743869882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=190147685743869882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/190147685743869882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/190147685743869882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2012/02/another-dennis-ziemienski-painting.html' title='Another Dennis Ziemienski painting'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dngnvw0A9Uk/TzF--svEKJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/gp5CBzx9c9g/s72-c/IMG_1745_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2482174430720366388</id><published>2012-01-24T15:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T16:01:31.670-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><title type='text'>Great article with more photos of Dubrow's</title><content type='html'>Marcia Bricker Halperin is very familiar to readers of this blog, as several of her photos have been featured here. Well, now you can see more!&amp;nbsp; Over at the blog &lt;a href="http://vanishingnewyork.blogspot.com/2011/10/dubrows-cafeteria.html"&gt;Jeremiah's Vanishing New York&lt;/a&gt; she recalls what made Dubrow's so special, as well.&amp;nbsp; This seems particularly relevant for readers here, especially as it quotes directly from this blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Dubrow's is often called the "last cafeteria." In one of the articles on &lt;a href="http://www.dubrows.blogspot.com/"&gt;the Dubrow's Blog&lt;/a&gt;  it's described as a place to "kibitz and nosh and argue the fate of the  world." What is the value of kibitzing, noshing, and arguing our fate?  What allowed it to happen at a place like Dubrow's and where do you  think it happens today?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a theory about communities  called "Third Places." After your home and your workplace comes the  need for some social institution. The Irish had bars, the Italians had  social clubs, but Jews had cafeterias in New York. They came to eat, but  just as importantly to talk. Of course cyberspace is like a "third  place" now. The demise of cafeterias was tied to the rise in affluence.  People opted for waiter service and felt it was beneath them to carry  their own tray. Cafeteria chains prevailed much longer in the South and  Midwest where it wasn't until the last decade that many have closed, but  they lacked the opulence of the big city ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closest you  can come to the feel of an old cafeteria today is at Katz's Deli. The  ticket machine, the long counter on one wall, the frenetic feel with  people carrying trays laden with Jewish-style foods in search of an  empty table. The sound is reminiscent of old cafeterias too--cutlery  rattling and lots of conversation. But I don't think you would scour the  tables for a familiar face or a comfortable table to share and strike  up a conversation with a stranger. By contrast, the dozens of coffee  joints around my neighborhood are tomb-like since almost everyone is on  their laptop&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I discovered someone (perhaps Marcia Bricker Halperin herself, seeing as how her photo shows up here, too) submitted Dubrow's Cafeteria to the blog "&lt;a href="http://www.placematters.net/node/1141"&gt;Place Matters&lt;/a&gt;" with a link to this blog.&amp;nbsp; I agree! Places do matter.&amp;nbsp; And if there's one thing I have learned from the years of maintaining this blog, it's that Dubrow's did matter.&amp;nbsp; And still does. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2482174430720366388?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2482174430720366388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2482174430720366388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2482174430720366388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2482174430720366388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2012/01/great-article-with-more-photos-of.html' title='Great article with more photos of Dubrow&apos;s'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-5930114035123552</id><published>2012-01-09T10:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T11:59:52.632-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Reader John Stanton recollects</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I posted anything here - sorry about that.  But a reader wrote me to offer recollections of his parents, who both worked at Dubrow's at met there, so I thought that was a good opportunity to jump back in: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;My father was John Stanton (he was known as Jack) and he worked at one of the Brooklyn Dubrow's I believe from the 40's until the 60's, and then worked at the Manhattan location until he retired I think in 1970.   My mother's maiden name was Ming Chang, and she started at the Brooklyn Dubrow's (thus why she is in &lt;a href="http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/02/dubrows-cleaning-crew.html?showComment=1325744866861#comment-c5430775528350256551"&gt;the picture of the cleaning crew&lt;/a&gt;, which she said occured on Yom Kippur.)  She said she only worked a few months in Brooklyn and then transferred to Manhattan.  As to whether my father followed my mom to Manhattan or vice versa, I don't know, but they met while working at Dubrow's.   My mom immigrated from China to attend college and she fondly remembers Irving Dubrow who allowed her to have a flexible schedule in order to attend college.  She had no set start or end time, he told her to work around her schooling needs, he always needed the help so any time she could work would be acceptable, so my mom was able to come and go and earn money without interfering with her schooling.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom laughingly told me the other night that after she graduated she left Dubrow's to work at Metropolitan Life Insurance, and would often go at lunch time to see my dad and the people she used to work with.   One day Irving pulled my dad aside to tell him to only charge my Mom half since she was a former employee, and my dad said I have only been charging her half since the day she left!   My mother and fathers romance was a true May/December romance, my father born in 1908 and my mother in 1935 so I am sure that people who worked there when they did would remember them since it was such an unlikely couple (my father a hard drinking Irishman, and my mother a petite demure Chinese woman.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom has been in the hospital the last week and I have been visiting her every night and she has been reminiscing about the corned beef and pastrami sandwiches at Dubrow's which is how I came across this blog.  I brought her a pastrami sandwich from Katz's Deli Friday night and all she did was complain that it didn't compare to a Dubrow's pastrami sandwich.   I barely remember Dubrow's since my sister and I used to go there as young children, but that basically ended in the early 70's.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give you a bit of trivia and a small laugh, when my parents married in the early 60's my father was interviewed by the FBI to make sure it wasn't a marriage of convenience for immigration purposes due to the disparity in age, and I wouldn't doubt that some of the employees at Dubrow's were also interviewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to what my mom remembers of Richard Hackett, she said he was the driver for old man Dubrow (a.k.a. Benjamin Dubrow - ed.) who would sometimes come in, and greet customers and troubleshoot complaints.   Richard Hackett ended up doing some of that and that is why she referred to it as customer relations. (Note: Joe Hackett was the driver for Dubrow's.  Richard Hackett is his nephew and a reader of this blog. - ed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately my father who would be the true treasure trove of information since he worked there so long passed away in 1998, so most of the information I have on Dubrow's is only from my mother who only worked there 3-4 years.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming Chang, I hope you recover well in the hospital. You are in my thoughts and my prayers. I've said here before that I think Katz's is the closest thing NYC has left to Dubrow's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting tidbit about immigration interviews by the FBI - that's the first I ever heard of it.  Anyone else recall these interviews?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-5930114035123552?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/5930114035123552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=5930114035123552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5930114035123552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5930114035123552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2012/01/reader-john-stanton-recollects.html' title='Reader John Stanton recollects'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-7624286947259426959</id><published>2011-08-30T09:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T09:11:04.626-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><title type='text'>A Garment Worker recalls</title><content type='html'>Mark Weiss writes to share this recollection of Dubrow's: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I began my career in the garment center in 1980 when I started work at Heath Tex children's wear. On my very first day my new buddies took me to lunch round the corner at Dubrow's. I loved Dubrow's and the unique feel of the place. In this day of cold noisy chain restaurants that decorate to look like they understand the locale, Dubrow's needed no such decorations. It was New York." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puts a personal touch on the image I have of the thousands of garment workers who enjoyed the Manhattan Dubrow's on their lunch break.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-7624286947259426959?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/7624286947259426959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=7624286947259426959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/7624286947259426959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/7624286947259426959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2011/08/garment-worker-recalls.html' title='A Garment Worker recalls'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-1585325514294323860</id><published>2011-08-06T22:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T22:39:39.887-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eastern Parkway'/><title type='text'>Eastern Parkway Dubrows, 1945</title><content type='html'>Reader Brian Merlis sent me this photo of Dubrow's on Eastern Parkway, circa about 1945.  What a great find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JHS59Dlv9Q0/Tj36i4WP-8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/c5_007vtwLs/s1600/Dubrow%2527s%2BEastern%2BParkway%252C%2B1940s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JHS59Dlv9Q0/Tj36i4WP-8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/c5_007vtwLs/s320/Dubrow%2527s%2BEastern%2BParkway%252C%2B1940s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-1585325514294323860?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/1585325514294323860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=1585325514294323860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1585325514294323860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1585325514294323860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2011/08/brian-merlis-sent-this-photo-of-dubrows.html' title='Eastern Parkway Dubrows, 1945'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JHS59Dlv9Q0/Tj36i4WP-8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/c5_007vtwLs/s72-c/Dubrow%2527s%2BEastern%2BParkway%252C%2B1940s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-3831767192007114323</id><published>2011-05-31T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T21:32:59.290-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King&apos;s Highway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Tracking Nathan Rappel</title><content type='html'>I got an email in recent weeks from Aileen Bordman, who writes: "my Grandfather Nathan Rappel worked at Dubrow's on Kings Highway for a zillion years of course that was a zillion years ago..I heard great stories growing up. You have such a lovely tribute to your family..."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wondering if Nathan Rappel is the same person that my aunt Ruthie referred to as "Nathan Make-a-Line" in &lt;a href="http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2006/07/nathan-make-line.html"&gt;this piece of oral history&lt;/a&gt; I recorded.  I've never heard of another Nathan at Dubrow's.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else recall Nathan Rappel?  Aileen would very much like to hear from you if you have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-3831767192007114323?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3831767192007114323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=3831767192007114323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3831767192007114323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3831767192007114323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2011/05/tracking-nathan-rappel.html' title='Tracking Nathan Rappel'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-8985614455151080826</id><published>2011-04-23T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T23:46:53.241-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Story about Benjamin Dubrow</title><content type='html'>This one comes from my mom, Bonnie Lyons, from our recent visit to Miami for Passover.  Apparently, Benjamin Dubrow was famous for being evasive about his age, and would never tell people when he was born.  At some point, he settled into being 62 years old, and never changed from that age.  He was just 62, from then on. It got to the point where his son, George Dubrow, turned 59, and someone asked Benjamin about his age in light of this fact: "Pops, how can you be 62 if George is 59?"  To which Benjamin, undeterred, replied "That's his problem."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-8985614455151080826?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/8985614455151080826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=8985614455151080826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/8985614455151080826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/8985614455151080826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2011/04/story-about-benjamin-dubrow.html' title='Story about Benjamin Dubrow'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2228436731465976988</id><published>2011-03-24T19:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T19:39:54.360-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Photo from the nephew of a former employee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6wzbbh4uF4Y/TYvVN5Kv1fI/AAAAAAAAAFc/v_X9hCAE7I8/s1600/Dubrow%2527s+Tray+with+Cupcakes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6wzbbh4uF4Y/TYvVN5Kv1fI/AAAAAAAAAFc/v_X9hCAE7I8/s320/Dubrow%2527s+Tray+with+Cupcakes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo comes from reader Richard Hackett, who writes "I have attached a photo of a tray that has been in my family for as long as I can remember. As you can see I still use it.It was given to us years ago by my uncle, Joe Hackett. I believe he worked for many years in the Manhattan Dubrow's." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always great to hear about another Dubrow's employee. I've asked Mr. Hackett if he knew what his uncle did there. If anyone has recollections of Joe Hackett, post 'em here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2228436731465976988?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2228436731465976988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2228436731465976988' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2228436731465976988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2228436731465976988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2011/03/photo-from-nephew-of-former-employee.html' title='Photo from the nephew of a former employee'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6wzbbh4uF4Y/TYvVN5Kv1fI/AAAAAAAAAFc/v_X9hCAE7I8/s72-c/Dubrow%2527s+Tray+with+Cupcakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-5466820431185930700</id><published>2011-01-28T17:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T17:50:26.584-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chronology'/><title type='text'>Benjamin Dubrow's Passenger Manifest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/TUNFRcW4g7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/wH040-DlfA4/s1600/BenjaminDubrowEllisIsland.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/TUNFRcW4g7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/wH040-DlfA4/s320/BenjaminDubrowEllisIsland.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Man, it has been a long time since I posted anything around here. I'm sorry about that. I've still got stuff to share just sitting on my hard drive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my mother sent me something she retrieved for me when she visited Ellis Island months ago. &amp;nbsp;It's the print out of information about Benjamin Dubrow upon his first arrival to this country. &amp;nbsp;It lists his full, Russian transliterated name as being Mowsoha Bencian Dubrowensky. &amp;nbsp;He was 36 when he came here on July 9, 1914, already married. &amp;nbsp;His last place of residence was Bolruik, Russia and his port of departure was Libau, Russia. I'm guessing "Bolruik" is related to "Belarus" which is the name of the country which didn't exist in 1914, but is the region of Russia from which Benjamin and his family came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where it all began. He didn't want to come, but he came, and he stayed. And he wound up opening a successful chain of cafeterias for several decades. &amp;nbsp;It really is the American dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-5466820431185930700?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/5466820431185930700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=5466820431185930700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5466820431185930700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5466820431185930700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2011/01/benjamin-dubrows-passenger-manifest.html' title='Benjamin Dubrow&apos;s Passenger Manifest'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/TUNFRcW4g7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/wH040-DlfA4/s72-c/BenjaminDubrowEllisIsland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-4072226731213094926</id><published>2010-08-08T23:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T23:45:31.850-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artistic references'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King&apos;s Highway'/><title type='text'>Dubrow's was the site of the movie Boardwalk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/TF93X6qM5fI/AAAAAAAAAEs/w_wdlHsiUaw/s1600/8-6-2010_009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/TF93X6qM5fI/AAAAAAAAAEs/w_wdlHsiUaw/s320/8-6-2010_009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry and Dorothy Jablonski's daughter, Elaine, sent me a TON of photos taken from when the 1979 movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0078886/"&gt;Boardwalk&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;was filmed there. &amp;nbsp;It featured the actor Lee Strasberg playing an employee of the Dubrow's on King's Highway - I believe that's him in the photo above. &amp;nbsp;I've started uploading the photos at the Buzznet site where I store copies of the photos. &amp;nbsp;Check back often, because it's going to take me a while to upload all the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll post some of the best photos on the blog, as well. As you can see, there's some great shots of Dubrow's, including some more photos of the famous murals at the King's Highway location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/TF932soeEPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/qKyqVIDU2Ho/s1600/8-7-2010_006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/TF932soeEPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/qKyqVIDU2Ho/s320/8-7-2010_006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-4072226731213094926?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/4072226731213094926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=4072226731213094926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/4072226731213094926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/4072226731213094926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/08/dubrows-was-site-of-movie-boardwalk.html' title='Dubrow&apos;s was the site of the movie Boardwalk'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/TF93X6qM5fI/AAAAAAAAAEs/w_wdlHsiUaw/s72-c/8-6-2010_009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-9071954955866537178</id><published>2010-07-07T09:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T09:29:20.958-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Photo of Paul Tobin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/TDR_IdtjlrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XAw-Fd-sCbI/s1600/IMG_0008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/TDR_IdtjlrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XAw-Fd-sCbI/s400/IMG_0008.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pretty decent photo of Paul Tobin, who along with my grandfather Irving Kaplan managed the Manhattan Dubrow's for many years. He is the son of Max and Minnie Tobin; Minnie was one of Benjamin Dubrow's five children. &amp;nbsp;It's from the &lt;i&gt;Daily News&lt;/i&gt;, March 21, 1985, so it's about the impending end of Dubrow's that happened a few month after this article was written. We learn who Dubrow's accountant and lawyer was through this article: Marvin Margolis. &amp;nbsp;He's quoted just before the article is cut &amp;nbsp;off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's interesting to note is that if you compare this article to the one I posted in the last entry, it becomes obvious that the previous article didn't use a current photo of Paul Tobin! &amp;nbsp;Look at the change in how much hair he has now and how much he has in the previous photo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man on the right is part of another story about a different Manhattan eatery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-9071954955866537178?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/9071954955866537178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=9071954955866537178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/9071954955866537178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/9071954955866537178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/07/photo-of-paul-tobin.html' title='Photo of Paul Tobin'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/TDR_IdtjlrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XAw-Fd-sCbI/s72-c/IMG_0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-835943567510691854</id><published>2010-06-10T22:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:21:20.848-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><title type='text'>Matzo Ball is Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/TBGYfN64g6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/WpbItH-bP9A/s1600/IMG_0006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/TBGYfN64g6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/WpbItH-bP9A/s400/IMG_0006.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article, sent by Henry and Dorothy Jablonski, is dated by hand "8-3-85." &amp;nbsp;In tiny print under each of the photos it says "Bill Stahl Jr Daily News", which tells us what publication this article is from and who took the photos. &amp;nbsp;The top left corner is a picture of co-owner Paul Tobin, and the couple on the right is captioned "Edie and Sammy Bergholz came from Florida for final meal." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some excerpts from the article:&lt;br /&gt;"'&lt;i&gt;It's the last of the old time cafeterias; they're all gone now,' said photographer Joe Perulli, 74, a photographer who was a fixture at Dubrow's for 25 years. 'I came in 10 to 12 times a day, whenever there's a lull. There's always someone nice to talk to,' Perulli said."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It was a sort of meeting place, social club, and retirement home for the cutters, pressers, seamstresses, and salesmen who populated the warehouses and office towers of the Garment District."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"According to co-owner Irving Kaplan, Dubrow's customer total dropped from 5,000 to 3,500 customers a day. Kaplan's partner, Paul Tobin, Benjamin Dubrow's grandson, said the massive eatery with more than 8,000 square feet of floor space and 380 seats took up too much expensive Manhattan real estate. Tobin and Kaplan agreed to sell their lease so the owner of the property could sell to Philip Pilevsky of Philips International Holding Company...who planned a three-level shopping arcade&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of note is that the article appears to contain two factual errors: It cites the opening of the first Dubrow's as being 1932, but I believe the first one opened in 1929. &amp;nbsp;And later it says that the Manhattan Dubrow's opened in 1953, but it in fact opened in 1952. I know this second one is an error because there are New York Times articles about a robbery at the Manhattan store in 1952.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-835943567510691854?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/835943567510691854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=835943567510691854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/835943567510691854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/835943567510691854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/06/matzo-ball-is-over.html' title='Matzo Ball is Over'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/TBGYfN64g6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/WpbItH-bP9A/s72-c/IMG_0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-7954095024682394763</id><published>2010-05-10T00:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T00:07:53.479-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Irwin Dubrow's obituaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;o&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S-eE9Nh1oYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/g5HWn7Evnjk/s1600/IMG_0012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S-eE9Nh1oYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/g5HWn7Evnjk/s400/IMG_0012.jpg" width="152" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another news clipping sent by Henry Jablonski and his family. &amp;nbsp; Of note: The Cafeteria Employees Union, Karen Horney Clinic, and the Board of Trustees for Camp Madison all send their condolences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-7954095024682394763?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/7954095024682394763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=7954095024682394763' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/7954095024682394763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/7954095024682394763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/05/irwin-dubrows-obituaries.html' title='Irwin Dubrow&apos;s obituaries'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S-eE9Nh1oYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/g5HWn7Evnjk/s72-c/IMG_0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-3953169695998740089</id><published>2010-04-19T23:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T23:30:43.047-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Simon Botwinik's Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S80e0KURs8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/qNo0Sg0n-Bs/s1600/IMG_0004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S80e0KURs8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/qNo0Sg0n-Bs/s200/IMG_0004.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;a href="http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2006/08/two-simons.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; and also in &lt;a href="http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2006/08/bit-controversial.html"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;, my great aunt Ruthie and first cousin once removed Joe Adler offer oral history about Simon Botwinik, i.e "Simon untha nose." Now, Hank Jablonski has sent me the death notice for Mr. Botwinik, who apparently passed away in 1990.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-3953169695998740089?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3953169695998740089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=3953169695998740089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3953169695998740089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3953169695998740089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/04/simon-botwiniks-death.html' title='Simon Botwinik&apos;s Death'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S80e0KURs8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/qNo0Sg0n-Bs/s72-c/IMG_0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-720433591835213175</id><published>2010-04-11T00:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T00:33:28.031-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>The Last Cafeteria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S8FQgqqA2hI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cfPPibi4qNs/s1600/IMG_0009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S8FQgqqA2hI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cfPPibi4qNs/s320/IMG_0009.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;i&gt;New York Magazine&lt;/i&gt;, October 16 1983: "They were places to kibitz and nosh and argue the fate of the world. And now they're almost gone..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-720433591835213175?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/720433591835213175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=720433591835213175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/720433591835213175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/720433591835213175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-cafeteria.html' title='The Last Cafeteria'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S8FQgqqA2hI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cfPPibi4qNs/s72-c/IMG_0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2931206722143889087</id><published>2010-04-04T20:55:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:59:48.195-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Dubrow's newspaper clipping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S7k1yTCOr2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/BP6uTPyKNro/s1600/IMG_0003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S7k1yTCOr2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/BP6uTPyKNro/s320/IMG_0003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Henry Jablonski and his family have really come through! As promised, his children came home to visit for Easter and helped Mr. Jablonski and his wife upload 32 pictures and articles about Dubrow's, which they they sent to me. What a treasure trove! Here's the first of the bunch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2931206722143889087?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2931206722143889087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2931206722143889087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2931206722143889087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2931206722143889087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/04/dubrows-newspaper-clipping.html' title='Dubrow&apos;s newspaper clipping'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S7k1yTCOr2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/BP6uTPyKNro/s72-c/IMG_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-3261395344723353470</id><published>2010-03-21T12:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T14:29:00.210-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eastern Parkway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Dubrow's cleaning crew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S5B8ai8dwSI/AAAAAAAAADs/-VH74jW61eM/s1600-h/IMG_0030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S5B8ai8dwSI/AAAAAAAAADs/-VH74jW61eM/s320/IMG_0030.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here's the picture of the 1940 cleaning crew which Henry Jablonski refers to in the interview I conducted with him. He says that he is in this picture with his father - he started his career at Dubrow's as a boy and worked as a dishwasher. His father (Henry Jablonski Sr) was a counterman. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mr. Jablonski is the the young-looking boy who is fourth on the right.&amp;nbsp; His father is not in this picture.&amp;nbsp; The hand-written caption on the picture also names Mike Nagreski (spelling uncertain) and Pete Kolody and "German chef." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-3261395344723353470?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3261395344723353470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=3261395344723353470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3261395344723353470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3261395344723353470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/03/dubrows-cleaning-crew.html' title='Dubrow&apos;s cleaning crew'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S5B8ai8dwSI/AAAAAAAAADs/-VH74jW61eM/s72-c/IMG_0030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-1733378590476323074</id><published>2010-03-21T12:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T10:38:31.504-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Interview with Henry Jablonski, Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is the third and final installment of the interview I conducted with former employee Henry Jablonski. &amp;nbsp;Parts one at two can be found in the two previous posts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve:&lt;/b&gt; So in terms of the people and the environment at Dubrow’s, what did you like best and what did you like least? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Well, first of all the people who worked in Dubrow’s in those days, were more elderly people.&amp;nbsp; Today, you go to most fast food stores, it’s mostly young people, or people between jobs,&amp;nbsp; ahh, school or something. The workforce is altogether different.&amp;nbsp; It was family people, lot of men like my father who raised his family, many many people I know had families, but today, it’s different, it’s a different story. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, it’s interesting, just like many generations of my father worked there, it sounds like multiple generations of your family worked there, your father, you, your son…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Yeah, other people I know, I also kept in contact with,&amp;nbsp; in the years after I left Dubrow’s, of course they’ve passed away now,&amp;nbsp; they were all family people…they wanted me to work in New York, I said, no, I didn’t want to go on the subway anymore, I had enough, so I got a job with the food service for colleges,&amp;nbsp; on the island, that’s what I was doing, when I retired. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve:&lt;/b&gt; Are there other specific people you remember from your time working at Dubrow’s? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;George Dubrow, and Pop Dubrow, for instance,&amp;nbsp; and there was an elderly gentleman, a very nice gentleman,&amp;nbsp; I remember him.&amp;nbsp; He had a driver, I remember he used to drive him, named Joe Hackett.&amp;nbsp; He drove, we called him Pop Dubrow,&amp;nbsp; he came to visit my family once, um, we moved to Queens and um,&amp;nbsp; it was right after the war, and it was summertime,&amp;nbsp; I was going to take the week off to paint, and uh, get the house in shape,&amp;nbsp; wallpaper the house,&amp;nbsp; George Dubrow said,&amp;nbsp; “no, I need you in the store,&amp;nbsp; he says, I’ll take care of it,.&amp;nbsp; So he sent a painter, a wallpaperer in,&amp;nbsp; my whole house painted and wallpapered.&amp;nbsp; He took care of it. He was good that way.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve: &lt;/b&gt;What was the driver’s name again? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Hackett. Joe Hackett.&amp;nbsp; He drove Pops Dubrow all around, wherever he wanted to go,&amp;nbsp; until he passed away.&amp;nbsp; Cause Pop’s problem was, one day he couldn’t eat.&amp;nbsp; Forward’s newspaper, the Jewish newspaper,&amp;nbsp; caused it,&amp;nbsp; fell off the chair I understand, and he hurt himself, and ah, then he started deteriorating.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve: &lt;/b&gt;That’s Benjamin Dubrow you’re calling Pop? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Old man Pop.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve:&lt;/b&gt; I don’t remember him referred to by that name? That’s Benjamin Dubrow? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;That’s what we, that’s what we…George, Georgie got killed in an automobile accident, that you know, in Florida, right? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve: &lt;/b&gt;I did know about George’s accident, yes.&amp;nbsp; So Pops Dubrow was George’s father? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Henry: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Right, and he had no seatbelt on, there were no seatbelts in cars in those days, the door opened up and he fell out onto his head.&amp;nbsp; In fact, after that, I was in the Air Force, and I had a seat belt harness, memorbilia, so I put a seat belt in the front seat of my car. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve:&lt;/b&gt; So was there anything you didn’t like about working at Dubrow’s? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;No….no,…it was…if I didn’t like it I wouldn’t be there, I would have done something else.&amp;nbsp; Near the end, it was getting real hard, when Paul took over,&amp;nbsp; the Eastern, I mean the King’s Highway store,&amp;nbsp; he had a lot on his mind, I can understand, the store was going down,&amp;nbsp; King’s Highway, his problem, New York…he was originally in the stock market,&amp;nbsp; he didn’t want to work in the restaurant,&amp;nbsp; he wanted to get away from, causing the debts in the family, Max Tobin, and George, and he ended up with the stores, more or less, and they had problems…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve: &lt;/b&gt;Yeah,&amp;nbsp; the impression I got was that the reason my grandfather got in was to help Paul Tobin out. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Right, right…he didn’t want that line of work.&amp;nbsp; That’s the impression we got. But he couldn’t help himself. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve:&lt;/b&gt; So after Dubrow’s, you said you left because you didn’t want to go to Manhattan, and you went to college cafeteria? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Yeah, cafeterias were dying out.&amp;nbsp; There were a lot of cafeterias, I could mention a lot of names, but they all passed on, one by one,&amp;nbsp; I was looking for a job and there were no more cafeterias, really,&amp;nbsp; end of the line so to speak, and of course around that time I was sixty years old, they were looking for young people to work in fast food places and I wasn’t interested in that, and uh I got a job at Lackland Food Service on the, on the Long Island, I used to take care of the colleges, like Queens College and Adelphi and things like that.&amp;nbsp; I worked at these colleges until I retired. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve:&lt;/b&gt; Is there any restaurant today that resembles Dubrow’s? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not to my knowledge.&amp;nbsp; The only thing, the food, you might see at a banquet , you might see something like that.&amp;nbsp; But you gotta remember, this food was made like banquet styles but for a poorer clientele, without all the fancy trimmings and extra expense. There’s no stores around like that anymore. At Dubrow’s, everything came in, when you ordered like a meat, a whole half a cow was coming, or fish, a whole halibut, a hundred pound halibut. So you had the butcher, or somebody who knows how to cut the meat up. When I went to work for the colleges, everything came in packages. In boxes and packages all cut up.&amp;nbsp; So it was altogether different.&amp;nbsp; And the preservatives, that was another thing that was different.&amp;nbsp; Everything was frozen with preservatives,&amp;nbsp; and canned. I think that’s part of the trouble today, all the food is sold in little packages and prepared, and a lot of preservatives, and you wonder sometimes why people are getting sick, getting diseases, more than in the old days. In the old days everyting you had was fresh.&amp;nbsp; It was a big difference. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve: &lt;/b&gt;Are there other memories of Dubrow’s or other people you wanted to offer some stories about? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;much appears="" audio="" been="" due="" have="" henry’s="" lost="" malfunction="" of="" response="" to=""&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/much&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah, 1940…the only time the stores were closed, you know, when they had Jewish holidays,&amp;nbsp; they closed, you know, overnight and we had to clean the whole store, top to bottom. It was the only time we ever closed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve: &lt;/b&gt;Those pictures of the cleaning crews were great. So was one of those when you were a dishwasher?&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Right, right, the first one, when I was a dishwasher there. Later on, after I came back from the service, the war,&amp;nbsp; I wasn’t looking to be,&amp;nbsp; I was a mechan - I went to school,&amp;nbsp; that’s why I worked at Dubrow’s while I went to aviation school as a mechanic, and I got my license as a mechanic, and then of course the war breaks out, and uh after the war there were so many mechanics and of course the aviation industry wasn’t going good, it was nothing doing, everybody, and I worked at Dubrow’s before, so I worked at Dubrow’s, never thinking I’m going to end up at Dubrow’s because I want for the fireman’s test, I passed the test for firemen in New York City but my cousin got hurt as a fireman so my wife said no, look for something else.&amp;nbsp; So years went on before you knew it and that’s the way it went. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve: &lt;/b&gt;Well, this has been great, as I said I may be in touch in the future with further questions.&amp;nbsp; Thank you so much. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;If &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;there’s anything else you want to know, just call. I’d be glad to tell you. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I did also get his permission to pass his information on to Marcia Bricker Halperin, who is continuing to work on getting a documentary made about Dubrow's and Brooklyn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love what he said about the value and uniqueness of having fresh made food, available for the masses at cheap prices. &amp;nbsp;It's what Michael Pollan has been on a mission to promote today - yet it seems we used to have it, and have lost it in the past fifty years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-1733378590476323074?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/1733378590476323074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=1733378590476323074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1733378590476323074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1733378590476323074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/03/interview-with-henry-jablonski-part-3.html' title='Interview with Henry Jablonski, Part 3'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2983986760316650307</id><published>2010-03-16T08:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T08:53:43.567-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Interview with Henry Jablonski, Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here's some more of the interview I did with Henry Jablonski. &amp;nbsp;This picks up where &lt;a href="http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/03/interview-with-henry-jablonski-part-1.html"&gt;Part 1&lt;/a&gt; leaves off. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve: &lt;/b&gt;So how did you come to work at Dubrow’s? you said you started off in high school? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, my father, for many years,&amp;nbsp; many years ago earlier, one of those pictures I think is 1940,&amp;nbsp; I’m there as a young boy, my father is there, my father worked in cafeterias, for many years. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve: &lt;/b&gt;What did your father do?&amp;nbsp; What was his name? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Same name as mine, Henry. I was junior.&amp;nbsp; He was a counterman. Those days, you know cafeterias,&amp;nbsp; well I’ll explain cafeterias to you,&amp;nbsp; you think of food stores today,&amp;nbsp; they have a pretty bad reputation, everybody thinks cafeterias have bad food or what have you,&amp;nbsp; but the days of Dubrow’s and other cafeterias,&amp;nbsp; you gotta remember, it’s like home cooking, you can’t get food like that today, only in banquets or maybe a fancy hotel someplace,&amp;nbsp; like Dubrow’s, both Dubrow’s had all the carving stations,&amp;nbsp; all kinds of meat, pastrami, corned beef,&amp;nbsp; what do you call it, round cow,&amp;nbsp; it was carved right in front of you,&amp;nbsp; put it on your plate, the girl down the line would ask you what vegetables you want, It was a real meal, a home cooked meal, so to speak. Today, you don’t have that.&amp;nbsp; All the meals you get today are fast food,&amp;nbsp; all packaged and everything else, in those days, everything was more or less made fresh, the potatoes were peeled fresh, even the orange juice, we used to squeese oranges, we didn’t have Tropicana and things like that.&amp;nbsp; But the only trouble was, all these stores, cost, in those days, when labor was reasonable, you could afford it, we had a baker, a chef,&amp;nbsp; a butcher, besides your ordinary, uh,&amp;nbsp; people that work in these stores.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;On Eastern Parkway, it was so popular on a Sunday,&amp;nbsp; we had to let people, people waiting outside, when one of them came out, we had, uh, we had a doorman to let people in and out for awhile. It was a heyday. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve:&lt;/b&gt; Do you remember why Eastern Parkway closed? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The neighborhood changed, after the war, a lot of people were there,&amp;nbsp; for instance, a lot of people you wouldn’t know but you know, doctors, actors,&amp;nbsp; businesspeople,&amp;nbsp; like Sam Levinson, but these people started moving out to Long Island after the way,&amp;nbsp; all these towns sprouted up, people moving away, getting away from the crowded tenements I guess,&amp;nbsp; moved out to these reasonable houses, out to the island,&amp;nbsp; the neighborhood changed.&amp;nbsp; It changed, and new people started moving in, and it was Central America or colored people moving in, I remember one time someone came up to George and George said,&amp;nbsp; “what can I do?&amp;nbsp; I can’t do anything about it.”&amp;nbsp; The neighborhood changed.&amp;nbsp; Eastern Parkway, you wouldn’t know it, but in those days, it was, they had trees and benches,&amp;nbsp; people used to sit there and read and talk, and talk and read,&amp;nbsp; no fear of being mugged or anything.&amp;nbsp; And in the end, neighborhoods change.&amp;nbsp; A little while ago, a couple years, I don’t know how many years, I heard they had abandoned cars on the street,&amp;nbsp; benches were broken up, and it deteriorated, so business went down.&amp;nbsp; That was Eastern Parkway,&amp;nbsp; for King’s Highway, it was also a business area, it was nice, but then they opened a big shopping center down further in Brooklyn,&amp;nbsp; and the business went that way. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve: &lt;/b&gt;What do you remember most about the experience about working there? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, what can I say, I remember in its heyday, when that part of Brooklyn was very nice,&amp;nbsp; then over the years I see it deteriorating in front of me,&amp;nbsp; first one store, then the other store, it was very depressing, after a while. But the country changes, so that’s the way it is today.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve:&lt;/b&gt; Now, you mentioned that you actually served in the military as well? What years was that? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Yeah, the Air Force. ‘40 to ‘46. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve: &lt;/b&gt;What do you remember about the food at Dubrow’s, since it was all about the food? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;The food was good.&amp;nbsp; All homemade, you can always remember the meats were all, the dairy, we used to make this rice pudding, the kugels,&amp;nbsp; things like that, it was made fresh,&amp;nbsp; You can’t find it any place today, I’ve looked for it. Or danish,&amp;nbsp; that’s another thing. We used to make danishes, with butter and everything else,&amp;nbsp; people used to know what time the danishes were ready and come out to buy it.&amp;nbsp; Today you buy danishes, boxed to serve, they don’t taste the same.&amp;nbsp; People today don’t realize what food used to taste like.&amp;nbsp; Fresh foods. Cause everything has changed so much.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve: &lt;/b&gt;I’ve been very impressed by how many people remember very specific foods from Dubrow’s…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Another thing we used to do, when it came to Thanksgiving, we had Thanksgiving of couse, and at Eastern Parkway, we used to take orders at Thanksgiving, for dinner, not like today, in those days, “what time for you want your dinner?” 3 o’clock, 2 o’clock, it didn’t matter, anyway we’d have turkeys, made fresh about that time and all the vegetables are hot and fresh and the pie was just freshly baked, so when you took it out and took it home, it would, you would leave it right in the box, took it right home, so the person didn’t even have to heat it, and today, you go to Boston Market or some place, and they’re made ahead of time, it’s not the same.&amp;nbsp; Food’s not made the same way anymore. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2983986760316650307?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2983986760316650307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2983986760316650307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2983986760316650307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2983986760316650307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/03/interview-with-henry-jablonski-part-2.html' title='Interview with Henry Jablonski, Part 2'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2199582220953910524</id><published>2010-03-14T22:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:59:41.929-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Interview with Henry Jablonski, Part 1</title><content type='html'>I did a phone interview with Mr. Jablonski on March , 2010. &amp;nbsp; I am almost done transcribing it, but I thought I would go ahead and start posting it, probably over the course of three or four posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve:&lt;/b&gt; So the first question is, how long did you work at Dubrow’s? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;How long? All together, about thirty years.&amp;nbsp; I worked there, eh, 1940…I was going to high school,&amp;nbsp; dishwashing, you know, for the summer,&amp;nbsp; and when I graduated I worked there for awhile,&amp;nbsp; and I was going to go to school and then a war broke out and I went into the service,&amp;nbsp; I didn’t go back to Dubrow’s until after the war, so in 1947, and uh, worked there until it closed.&amp;nbsp; Eastern Parkway closed, and then I worked at King’s Highway,&amp;nbsp; I didn’t work in New York, my son worked in New York, one summer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eve:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;What was your son’s name? &lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Henry:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Greg. Greg Jablonski. &amp;nbsp;They had another store called, they had a bakery, called Dubson’s. Interesting store, because it was a storefront, second story,&amp;nbsp; a floor down, and it had high ceilings, carved ceilings, and at the far end of the store was a big window so you could watch the bakers bake things…I’m not sure exactly what happened,&amp;nbsp; George got killed or something, turned it over to Adler or something and then they ran the Eastern Parkway store, but I think the bake shop and the Eastern Parkway store, we had a bake shop there until the end,&amp;nbsp; for the holidays and stuff like that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eve:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;So did you work on King’s Highway until it closed as well? &lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Henry:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Yes,&amp;nbsp; over on King’s Highway, for Mr. Tobin.&amp;nbsp; I worked for Mr. Tobin until he passed away.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eve:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Max Tobin? &lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Henry:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes, and his son, Paul Tobin…I do recall around that time, I was going home from work one day and I suppose I was mugged in the street.&amp;nbsp; I was in the hospital for a month or so and I came back, and this movie they made, Boardwalk, sort of a racial movie I guess, with all the college kids running around in that area, it wasn’t very popular,&amp;nbsp; but I have the whole review of the movie, which I will send you if you’re interested, when my sons come back for the holiday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eve:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I definitely would like to see that.&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Henry:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Yeah, what was interesting about that was the entrance to King’s Highway store had a curved glass window,&amp;nbsp; you know, pretty much all the glass you see if flat, you know,&amp;nbsp; plate glass, well this plate glass was curved, expensive, so in the movie they, I guess these kids had to break this window,&amp;nbsp; I sort of forget for what reason they had to break this window,&amp;nbsp; it was in anger or whatever. So the movie company had to take this plate glass window and put over it this phony window that looked like the real thing,&amp;nbsp; so the window that was broken in the movie was not the real window, but a phony they put up.&amp;nbsp; It was a very expensive, curved window, from the floor to the ceiling. It was more or less based on the Dubrow’s family, I mean, they didn’t mention the names, but it was Janet Leigh and…I sort of forget the other people. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eve:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So what positions did you work at the various stores? You said you were a dishwahser to start…&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Henry:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh, I was a manager, when I was a kid I was a dishwasher, when I was in school.&amp;nbsp; I was a manager of both stores.&amp;nbsp; Assistant manager, manager, you know, there were a couple managers. Day manager, night manager,&amp;nbsp; we split shifts. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eve:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So of both King’s Highway and of Eastern Parkway? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Henry:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;That’s right.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2199582220953910524?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2199582220953910524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2199582220953910524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2199582220953910524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2199582220953910524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/03/interview-with-henry-jablonski-part-1.html' title='Interview with Henry Jablonski, Part 1'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-9033629671964246734</id><published>2010-02-28T03:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:29:17.072-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artistic references'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><title type='text'>Dubrow's at L.A. MoCA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S5cDXgVa_lI/AAAAAAAAAD0/D6lduXCMnlY/s1600-h/image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S5cDXgVa_lI/AAAAAAAAAD0/D6lduXCMnlY/s320/image.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I visited the Museum of Contemporary Art in Los Angeles today and guess what I stumbled upon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photograph was taken by Garry Winogrand, who was born in 1928 in New York and died in Tijuana, Mexico in 1984. It was titled "Kennedy-Nixon Presidential Campaign, New York, 1960." &amp;nbsp;I snapped this photo of it with my cell phone, but the resolution is no good. &amp;nbsp;However, &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://images.artnet.com/artwork_images_396_427300_resize_garry-winogrand.asp%3Fwidth%3D130%26maxheight%3D130&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.artnet.com/artist/17981/garry-winogrand.html&amp;amp;usg=__zyLTViL6pMFVlKYOdD1cheIY3-4=&amp;amp;h=87&amp;amp;w=130&amp;amp;sz=13&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=6&amp;amp;sig2=yW862uAlRXCDzSXg8vrwtA&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;tbnid=FBHgLs30QQZ5zM:&amp;amp;tbnh=61&amp;amp;tbnw=91&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dgarry%2Bwinogrand%2BKennedy-Nixon%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dsafari%26rls%3Den%26tbs%3Disch:1&amp;amp;ei=zC-KS8n2DKXktQP5iO2kDQ"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is the website for a gallery where the photo is shown in more detail, and it even says it's for sale. &amp;nbsp;I contacted the gallery and was told it costs $9600 (yikes!) but the curator did email me a copy of the photo. &amp;nbsp;Please do not re-distribute this photo without contacting the gallery directly for permission.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-9033629671964246734?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/9033629671964246734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=9033629671964246734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/9033629671964246734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/9033629671964246734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/02/dubrows-at-la-moca.html' title='Dubrow&apos;s at L.A. MoCA'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S5cDXgVa_lI/AAAAAAAAAD0/D6lduXCMnlY/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-8299713710110678446</id><published>2010-02-25T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T00:49:40.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eastern Parkway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Dubrow's cleaning crew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S4YO_7pPRLI/AAAAAAAAADc/dDtgcDAf5wU/s1600-h/IMG_0025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S4YO_7pPRLI/AAAAAAAAADc/dDtgcDAf5wU/s320/IMG_0025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Another photo from Henry Jablonski: This one is from the Eastern Parkway Dubrow's cleaning crew in 1950. &amp;nbsp;Dotty Jablonski notes that Dubrow's was closed on the day of the photo because it was a Jewish holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-8299713710110678446?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/8299713710110678446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=8299713710110678446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/8299713710110678446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/8299713710110678446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/02/dubrows-cleaning-crew.html' title='Dubrow&apos;s cleaning crew'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S4YO_7pPRLI/AAAAAAAAADc/dDtgcDAf5wU/s72-c/IMG_0025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-3695597568577964474</id><published>2010-02-24T00:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T00:18:23.397-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eastern Parkway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>New York Governor at Dubrow's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S4Sw0EI28bI/AAAAAAAAADU/mxdUYDnImTU/s1600-h/IMG_0029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S4Sw0EI28bI/AAAAAAAAADU/mxdUYDnImTU/s320/IMG_0029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A little more information about Henry Jablonski. &amp;nbsp;I am going to schedule a phone call in the coming weeks, but for now here's what I know:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mr. Jablonski was born on October 4, 1922. &amp;nbsp; He worked at the Eastern Parkway Dubrow's from 1947 to 1973, and then at the King's Highway Dubrow's from 1973 to 1978. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This photo was taken in the 1950's, and the caption says "Simon Stark Mrs. Dubrow Harriman." &amp;nbsp; However, with the help of Dotty Jablonski I learned that the man in the center of this photo (and in the previous photo) is none other than &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/W._Averell_Harriman"&gt;former New York Governor W. Averell Harriman&lt;/a&gt;. He served as governor from 1955-1958. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-3695597568577964474?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3695597568577964474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=3695597568577964474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3695597568577964474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3695597568577964474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-york-governor-at-dubrows.html' title='New York Governor at Dubrow&apos;s'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S4Sw0EI28bI/AAAAAAAAADU/mxdUYDnImTU/s72-c/IMG_0029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2409103248010110761</id><published>2010-02-22T20:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T00:12:54.349-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Group shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S4Mx4z85MpI/AAAAAAAAADE/LeA9ajCE_3o/s1600-h/IMG_0026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="284" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S4Mx4z85MpI/AAAAAAAAADE/LeA9ajCE_3o/s320/IMG_0026.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another photo from Henry Jablonski, who it turns out was a manager at both Eastern Parkway and King's Highway. &amp;nbsp; The captions indicate that the woman sitting in the left corner is "Mrs. Dubrow," which either refers to Rose Dubrow (Benjamin Dubrow's wife) or Fannie Dubrow (George Dubrow's wife). &amp;nbsp;My guess would be the latter, which would make her Irwin Dubrow's mother. &amp;nbsp; The Asian man behind her is Nick Yang. &amp;nbsp;The man on Nick's left is Irwin Dubrow, and the man in the right corner of the picture is Henry Jablonski himself, along with Phil Podell. &amp;nbsp;The man at the center of the picture is listed as just "Harriman" but turns out to be &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/W._Averell_Harriman"&gt;a former New York governor&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's obviously a number of people in this shot who aren't named. &amp;nbsp;Can anyone identify any of them? &amp;nbsp;If so, add a comment and let us know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2409103248010110761?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2409103248010110761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2409103248010110761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2409103248010110761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2409103248010110761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-another-photo-from-henry.html' title='Group shot'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S4Mx4z85MpI/AAAAAAAAADE/LeA9ajCE_3o/s72-c/IMG_0026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-3862183233804899625</id><published>2010-02-21T11:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T00:15:31.660-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eastern Parkway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Photo of George Dubrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S4Fi1SbfQ_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rGUviGMoDh0/s1600-h/IMG_0027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S4Fi1SbfQ_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rGUviGMoDh0/s320/IMG_0027.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's another photo from Henry Jablonski's collection. The caption underneath says "Julius Steinberg George Dubrow" -- so I am not sure who the other man is or who the woman behind the counter is. &amp;nbsp;If anyone out there know, add a comment please. &amp;nbsp;I'll also be updating these posts with more information from Henry's wife as I get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man in the suit is George Dubrow, and this photo was taken in 1950. &amp;nbsp;I think he looks a lot like Benjamin Dubrow. &amp;nbsp;If you click on the "family" tag beneath this post you can find an older post with a photo of the whole Dubrow family, which shows how much George and Benjamin looked alike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-3862183233804899625?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3862183233804899625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=3862183233804899625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3862183233804899625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3862183233804899625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/02/photo-of-george-dubrow.html' title='Photo of George Dubrow'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S4Fi1SbfQ_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rGUviGMoDh0/s72-c/IMG_0027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-1953552505284480331</id><published>2010-02-21T01:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T01:17:09.900-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Pastry counter at Dubrow's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S4DOm0nsWDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XeIYUH8yOQc/s1600-h/IMG_0028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S4DOm0nsWDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XeIYUH8yOQc/s320/IMG_0028.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was contacted by Dotty, the wife of Henry Jablonski, who was a manager of Dubrow's for 30 years. &amp;nbsp;She sent me some truly amazing photos which I will be posting here one by one, while I try to get more stories and information from her and from Mr. Jablonski about the photos and about his experiences. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm guessing this photo is from the Eastern Parkway Dubrow's, since that's what the card in the corner says. &amp;nbsp; While some of the photos included labels for some of the people, this one did not. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-1953552505284480331?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/1953552505284480331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=1953552505284480331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1953552505284480331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1953552505284480331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/02/pastry-counter-at-dubrows.html' title='Pastry counter at Dubrow&apos;s'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S4DOm0nsWDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XeIYUH8yOQc/s72-c/IMG_0028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-4659029345060685455</id><published>2010-02-17T20:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:41:35.479-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><title type='text'>What does Brooklyn need next?</title><content type='html'>Found &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/nymetro/news/columns/bigquestion/n_9789/"&gt;this little blurb&lt;/a&gt; in New Yorker magazine (Feb 2, 2004):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;THE BIG QUESTION&lt;br /&gt;Borough Haul&lt;br /&gt;The Nets, a top Zagat’s pick, maybe even Miranda—what does Brooklyn need next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nell Campbell, performer: “Paris—the city, not the hotel heiress. We’ve got a lot of French folk here; why not bring the whole goddamn city? Besides, we need some older architecture.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marty Markowitz, Brooklyn borough president: “Bring back Ebinger’s Bakery, Jahn’s Ice Cream Parlor, and Dubrow’s Cafeteria. If not, I’ll settle for Trader Joe’s and the Queen Mary II.&lt;/b&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Albo, writer: “Maybe a flowery communal space with acoustic guitars and brambles and pot for everyone who doesn’t like sports. And thirteen more Starbucks?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Turturro, actor: “One thing we need no more of is power plants.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin Mcinnes, co-founder, Vice: “A half-decent jukebox in Williamsburg? All there is now is Janis Joplin, Morphine, and Santana.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-4659029345060685455?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/4659029345060685455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=4659029345060685455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/4659029345060685455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/4659029345060685455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-does-brooklyn-need-next.html' title='What does Brooklyn need next?'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-5855368523149430180</id><published>2010-02-16T22:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T22:38:36.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pardon the makeover</title><content type='html'>I was noticing that in the old Blogger template the posts were getting really squished together. &amp;nbsp;Besides, it's been 5 years since I started this blog, it was due for a makeover, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think. It looks so different I'm a little unsettled. Too weird? Should I keep it or try another one?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-5855368523149430180?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/5855368523149430180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=5855368523149430180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5855368523149430180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5855368523149430180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/02/pardon-makeover.html' title='Pardon the makeover'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-7194578292912097656</id><published>2010-01-06T14:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T14:26:47.834-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miami Beach'/><title type='text'>Miami Dubrow's listing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S0Ti2TvwAYI/AAAAAAAAACs/4qixgV5L2pE/s1600-h/Dubrow%27s+Miami+Beach+Listing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S0Ti2TvwAYI/AAAAAAAAACs/4qixgV5L2pE/s320/Dubrow%27s+Miami+Beach+Listing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is a listing from Info: &lt;i&gt;This Week in Greater Miami&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;It calls itself "an official publication of the Miami Beach hotel association" and this listing was in the Vol. 1, Number 1 edition, dated November 18, 1950. &amp;nbsp;The text reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"Dubrow's Lincoln Cafeteria &amp;nbsp;330 Lincoln Road &amp;nbsp;58-271 &amp;nbsp;Miami Beach branch of the New York chain. Nationally famous for the most tempting hot sandwiches, cold plates, and steaks and chops. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-7194578292912097656?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/7194578292912097656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=7194578292912097656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/7194578292912097656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/7194578292912097656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/01/miami-dubrows-listing.html' title='Miami Dubrow&apos;s listing'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S0Ti2TvwAYI/AAAAAAAAACs/4qixgV5L2pE/s72-c/Dubrow%27s+Miami+Beach+Listing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-6791604164405703979</id><published>2010-01-06T14:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T14:21:06.935-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miami Beach'/><title type='text'>Photo of Miami Dubrow's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S0Th0duXrnI/AAAAAAAAACk/stEmz9bQhx4/s1600-h/Dubrow%27s+Miami+Beach+Photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S0Th0duXrnI/AAAAAAAAACk/stEmz9bQhx4/s320/Dubrow%27s+Miami+Beach+Photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This photo was sent to me by my cousin, Joe Adler. He received it from&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, 'sans serif'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Ray Fisher, who took it in February of 1952. This is a rare photo of the Dubrow's Cafeteria in Miami Beach.  It was located in what is now know to be a hot area of Miami Beach. Back when I was a child and visiting my grandparents, I would walk down Lincoln Road to get to the beach. There wasn't much there then - including Dubrow's.  The last Dubrow's to close was the Manhattan location, and that was in 1985, when I was only 12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-6791604164405703979?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/6791604164405703979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=6791604164405703979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6791604164405703979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6791604164405703979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-photo-was-sent-to-me-by-my-cousin.html' title='Photo of Miami Dubrow&apos;s'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/S0Th0duXrnI/AAAAAAAAACk/stEmz9bQhx4/s72-c/Dubrow%27s+Miami+Beach+Photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-8198668609530859507</id><published>2009-12-07T18:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:13:10.836-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>An email from a former Dubrow's employee</title><content type='html'>I love how people come out of the woodwork to share their Dubrow's connections.  The fact that so many people are sitting at hoe Googling Dubrow's Cafeteria, 24 years after the last one closed, tells me how much it meant to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one comes from a woman named Sonia Valentin: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I was so surprised to Google Dubrow's Cafeteria and find this blog...wonderful...I was a 15 or 16 yr old Puerto Rican student in high school in the Bronx who got a part time job in the Manhattan cafeteria. I worked for four hours from 2-6 pm and was paid $1.50 per hour, and I worked Monday through Friday, and all day Saturday.  I was in charge of the "freebies" station where customers got their juices, cole slaw, and applesauce.  I was next to Ruth, Jewish, the cashier...and on the other side was Al Tabenkin, Jewish, another cashier...who became a dear friend for many, many years...i went to his 70th birthday party with my husband some time ago.  I remember Joyce, African American, who bussed the tables with her daughter - whose name eludes me.  I remember Bob, the manager, with the dirty blond hair and beautiful blue eyes - I had a crush on him.  Another was Ben the hot meats and sandwich slicer - I was right next to him, and Angelo.  This was the first time I ever tasted brisket of beef, and I recall there were some meats the employees were not supposed to eat but good old Ben, a Puerto Rican, always let me have a taste and made small sandwiches for me.  I love eating matzo ball soup since this is where I had it for the first time. Angelo, another Puerto Rican, worked behind me and used to take orders for broiled fish, he was so kind to me always in those days when I first started there.  Chen was chinese, and the manager of the food department and I remember when we went to the second or third floor to change into our clean, and crisp white uniforms with white shoes and white nylons, everyone was always cooking under his direction -- I was told he had many children.  Felix, African American, was a counter man and was the fastest food server in the union and was always so informative about the foods, etc.  I think the floor manager was Joe, Jewish....not sure of his name.  I got this job via Maria, another Puerto Rican who went to school with me, had long blond hair, freckles, and lived in the same neighborhood as I did, and she worked the soda station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the day I came to work and found out that Irwin Dubrow killed himself.  I believe it happened on a Saturday night and I found out when I went to work that Monday.  It was a sad day, and people at work did not want to talk about it, and we were shocked that someone so vibrant, and young was gone. But I recall Irwin was always the quiet type, had wavy dark brown hair, and always said hello. &lt;/i&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonia would very much like to hear from other people who worked at Dubrow's from 1965-1968, when she worked there.  Contact me via the blog and I can put you in touch with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-8198668609530859507?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/8198668609530859507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=8198668609530859507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/8198668609530859507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/8198668609530859507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2009/12/email-from-former-dubrows-empoloyee.html' title='An email from a former Dubrow&apos;s employee'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2437679838310282075</id><published>2009-10-15T23:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T15:43:57.008-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Photo of Dubrow's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/StfoGtpianI/AAAAAAAAACI/nbJmbTrnP1k/s1600-h/dubrows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="268" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393034280830134898" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/StfoGtpianI/AAAAAAAAACI/nbJmbTrnP1k/s400/dubrows.jpg" style="display: block; height: 215px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo was submitted by &lt;a href="http://www.lesliewong.us/blog/2009/10/12/dubrows-cafeteria/"&gt;Leslie Wong&lt;/a&gt;. It's on his Flickr page and his blog, and he has graciously allowed me to re-post it here. What a great shot and a great find!  Not only a great shot of fabulous mural at the Manhattan location, but of some customers eating there at the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2437679838310282075?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2437679838310282075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2437679838310282075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2437679838310282075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2437679838310282075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2009/10/photo-of-dubrows.html' title='Photo of Dubrow&apos;s'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/StfoGtpianI/AAAAAAAAACI/nbJmbTrnP1k/s72-c/dubrows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-1736201948590662378</id><published>2009-09-27T09:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T09:24:41.305-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><title type='text'>More reader feedback (Glen)</title><content type='html'>Another reader, Glen, writes in enthusiastically to say how much he loved Dubrow's: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hi! I think it's great that you have your website about Dubrow's! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to eat there often in 1982. I'm lucky that I got to experience the place; I just made it, too. Little did I know that it would close three years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY did it close? The place was ALWAYS packed. At least it was in 1982. That's when I commuted into Manhattan every day to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food at Dubrow's was GREAT! I never went to a place where they absolutely HEAPED the food on your plate, and it was DAMN GOOD FOOD, too, and the prices were reasonable. It was one of the best values in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how much Dubrow's and other places like the Horn &amp; Hardart automats, and other cafeterias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manhattan has become an exclusive playground for the rich yuppies. You can't even LIVE in Manhattan anymore unless you're a millionaire. I have friends that both grew up on York Avenue, where they lived in tenements. They were VERY poor. NOW, those "TENEMENTS" would be unaffordable. They both live in Queens, which is where I live and where I grew up. They LOVED living on York Avenue, but, as they say, you can't go home again. It really is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sickens me how New York City is losing its soul. You can't even get an egg cream in New York City anymore. I mean, what's more New York City than an EGG CREAM???????? What a damn shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nowhere in Manhattan left to eat. What's the choice? There's McDonald's, and there's fancy restaurants, and there's NOTHING IN BETWEEN now in Manhattan. I guess this is just another sign of the shrinking of the middle-class in America. Pretty soon, America will be just like all those other countries: The very rich and the very poor, and that's all! Nothing in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As huge chain restaurants and fast food restaurants take over both the city and our nation, as well, we are losing our national identity. New Yorkers, whether they be from Brooklyn, Manhattan, Queens, or the Bronx (I never even THINK about Staten Island because I've only driven through there!!!!) are losing their identity. New York City, just like the rest of the nation, is becoming homogenized and watered down, whether it be accents, mom and pop stores, and other things. If you ask in Queens, where I live, if there's a luncheonette nearby, you'd be looked at like you just came from Mars. They don't KNOW what a luncheonette is, they don't KNOW what an egg cream is, it's unbelievable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dubrow's, The Garment District, egg creams, luncheonettes, cafeterias; it's all leaving or has already left the culture of this once-great city. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad to see this happen to the city where I grew up.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I told Glen in an email is my best understanding of why Dubrow's closed: The price of real estate in Manhattan skyrocketed and made it no longer possible to make enough money off of Dubrow's to keep it open. If people have been to that stretch of Seventh Avenue in midtown Manhattan, they wouldn't be surprised by the theory, and it seems to be generally supported by the articles I have found about the closing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is less clear to me is why the locations in Brooklyn or Miami closed, although I would hazard a guess to say it was also about money. It usually is, and especially when a place was so well loved you can't imagine any reason to close it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-1736201948590662378?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/1736201948590662378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=1736201948590662378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1736201948590662378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1736201948590662378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-reader-feedback-glen.html' title='More reader feedback (Glen)'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-7404985397789044466</id><published>2009-08-23T00:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T00:37:23.533-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Ask and you shall receive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SpDF3P0pJmI/AAAAAAAAACA/H58dT1ZkV2Y/s1600-h/Dub_7thav_Nissa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SpDF3P0pJmI/AAAAAAAAACA/H58dT1ZkV2Y/s320/Dub_7thav_Nissa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373011908383811170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcia Bricker Halperin has unearthed this photo of Nissa, the woman about whom reader Julia asked in my last post. Marcia confirms that Nissa was in fact a busser and says this photo was taken in about 1977. Perhaps some day Marcia will find photos of Julia's grandfather as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-7404985397789044466?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/7404985397789044466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=7404985397789044466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/7404985397789044466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/7404985397789044466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2009/08/ask-and-you-shall-receive.html' title='Ask and you shall receive!'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SpDF3P0pJmI/AAAAAAAAACA/H58dT1ZkV2Y/s72-c/Dub_7thav_Nissa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-9086919459483429043</id><published>2009-08-10T17:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:35:28.287-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Reader seeks information</title><content type='html'>I received an email from Julia, who sends this letter: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Good morning, Eve.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my email finds you well. I stumbled across your blog when doing a search on Dubrow's Cafeteria for my grandfather. He worked for your family's Garment District location for decades and really held the management, owner, and staff in familial regard. When it closed in the mid-eighties, my grandfather regretfully lost contact with one particular employee who treated him like a dad. Her name was possibly Nissa Morales Orivera or some derivative of that. Being 84 years old, my grandfather's memory is understandably not 100%. His name is Danny Solomos. He was loved by many. I am hoping that amongst the archived information you have gathered about your family's business, you may be able to unearth some record of this woman or even my grandfather. He wants to reconnect with her before "he goes" as he puts it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any help you could offer would be stellar. Some other helpful details he remembers are that she would now be between 55-65 years old. Her mother Rosa also worked for that Dubrow's and they both hailed from the Morris Park area of the Bronx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone recall Nissa or Danny from Dubrow's in Manhattan?  In a subsequent email, Julia went on to say that she thinks Nissa worked as a cashier, while her grandfather worked as a baker and possibly a cook for about 25 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-9086919459483429043?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/9086919459483429043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=9086919459483429043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/9086919459483429043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/9086919459483429043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2009/08/reader-seeks-information.html' title='Reader seeks information'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2672328302273757464</id><published>2009-07-19T09:47:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T11:37:35.832-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miami Beach'/><title type='text'>Matchbooks from Dubrow's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmMkugxTm-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/SfBR8K-iOfo/s1600-h/Dubrowsmatches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmMkugxTm-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/SfBR8K-iOfo/s320/Dubrowsmatches.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360168362990345186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmMkIECgoxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Sd7id_-_cgs/s1600-h/Dubrowsmatches2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 109px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmMkIECgoxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Sd7id_-_cgs/s320/Dubrowsmatches2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360167702442844946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmMk4aYT7wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1cTkxZunDUw/s1600-h/Dubrowsback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 108px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmMk4aYT7wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1cTkxZunDUw/s320/Dubrowsback.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360168533073587970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purchased these off of eBay from two different sellers.  The more faded one lists the Eastern Parkway (Brooklyn) and Lincoln Road (Miami) locations on them, and was dated as a 1940's matchbook.  The third image is the inside of the more faded matchbook cover - war bonds! Proof that it it is from the 1940's. I love it.  I especially love the use of "U'r" which allows it to spell out "DUBROW."  The less faded one did not come with a date or have anything printed on the inside of the cover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2672328302273757464?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2672328302273757464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2672328302273757464' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2672328302273757464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2672328302273757464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2009/07/purchased-this-off-of-ebay-from-two.html' title='Matchbooks from Dubrow&apos;s'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmMkugxTm-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/SfBR8K-iOfo/s72-c/Dubrowsmatches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-6186083099624316087</id><published>2009-07-12T15:56:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:13:40.325-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A letter from the son of Irwin's best friend</title><content type='html'>With permission, I am reprinting the email I received from the son of Irwin Dubrow's best friend.  I think you can hear the tragedy of the family in his words, and he asked that his name not be reprinted in the blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I am the son of Ira R Legon.  My father was Irwin's best friend.  The two grew up in a Jewish neighborhood in Brooklyn in the 1940's.  He is my Uncle Irwin, as I have known him my entire early years, plus I know his wife Annie, adopted daughter Joanne, and of course Barbara.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I remember the day he commited suicide at the 7th avanue operation.  It was a very dark day for the Legon family indeed.  My Father said to me that the pistol had "slipped" thus putting the end to his life.  I have many stories about your great uncle, however they will be for you and your family, and not your blog space.  In 1968 your great uncle had a &lt;a href="http://www.vehicleappraisalsbyalan.com/1968%20Jaguar%20XKE.htm"&gt;powder blue Jaguar XKE&lt;/a&gt;, he let me drive the car (in his lap).  I have always felt that this was the most beautiful car manufactured.  He lived in Upper Saddle River, NJ.  Annie was there (we still use her marinade for chicken), as was Joanne, and Barbara was a newborn.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Twenty years ago we had Annie and Barabra to our home for Christmas dinner.  (Not bad for some Jews).  I remember Barbara crying as she realized the significance of the situation.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Now for you...We have many pictures of my Uncle Irwin, along with my father.  They  date back all the way to there Camp Winadou days in the early  1940's.  The symbiotic analogy might help you as that camp was in Massachussetts.  My family will be more than happy to send you all the pictures that we have, with the regards to your deceased family members.  Uncle Irwin would want you to have these photographs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have reconsidered, and will allow you to post our message as a blog.  My request is that you do not use my name, however everything else is for your choosing.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Last night my mother and I went through my parents' wedding album and found many pictures with your great uncle.  We have an exorbanate amount of boxes to go through to find all we can about my Uncle Irwin.  (I wish my Father was still living to give you the "skinny" on Irwin).  I know for a fact that none of the photography includes any Dubrow's deli or restaurant operations.  These are family photos and are cherished deeply.  We will make copies once we compile all the pictures we have.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I remember all the operations, NY (7th ave), Alfie's (Irwin's restaurant), and of course the Miami operation, (to) which my grandparents always took the grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I still can describe Alfie's, sitting at the 7th ave shop, and of course Miami.  Did you know that your great uncle was also a Mason?  I have the picture right in front.&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I did *NOT* know George was a Mason.  Fascinating.  I love that I found what seems may have been the exact type of car George Dubrow owned (and perhaps died in) via the internet.  I am looking forward to seeing pictures my new friend unearths, and have also discussed scheduling an interview with him this fall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-6186083099624316087?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/6186083099624316087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=6186083099624316087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6186083099624316087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6186083099624316087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2009/07/letter-from-the-son-of-irwins-best.html' title='A letter from the son of Irwin&apos;s best friend'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-6472709991855051442</id><published>2009-07-12T00:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T15:41:35.426-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Finding more Dubrow relatives</title><content type='html'>Have I told you the story of how I discovered a cousin lived a mile away from me, but we never knew the other existed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how the Dubrow family seems to work.  There are so many Dubrow family members wandering this country - perhaps the world - and little by little they are finding their way to each other, often by way of this blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice Gruber Phinzy is the cousin I discovered this way. She is, it turns out, the granddaughter of Ruth Gruber, who is my grandmother's younger sister.  Ruthie and Sylvia are the youngest two children of Benjamin and Rose Dubrow, and the only two born in this country.   In a stranger coincidence still, Alice knows my hairdresser - not only that, she nannies for her son!  The world is a small place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently got an email from &lt;a href="http://www.umich.edu/~neurosci/faculty/rhume.htm"&gt;Richard Hume&lt;/a&gt;, who informed me that he is the grandson of Jacob Solowey, who is the younger brother of "Rasel Soloway Dubrow" - who I know as Rose Dubrow.  The woman who married my great grandfather, who started Dubrow's Cafeteria.  As he points out, this makes him my second cousin, once removed, but as his family did not see the Dubrow family much, I never even realized Rose HAD siblings. It never occurred to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I also received an email from a man who reports that Irwin Dubrow (manager of Dubrow's, son of George Dubrow, and grandson of Benjamin) was his father's best friend, and they were close family friends until Irwin's death.  I am currently negotiating about whether I can share any of their family's stories here, but suffice to say there is a lot more to be learned about my family's history...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have said to many people, and probably here on the blog before, the exciting part about this process is watching the connections unfold.  I am reading &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The People of the Book&lt;/span&gt; by Geraldine Brooks, which is all about the unfolding of history, layer after layer.   That's what this is all about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-6472709991855051442?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/6472709991855051442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=6472709991855051442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6472709991855051442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6472709991855051442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2009/07/finding-long-lost-dubrows-relatives.html' title='Finding more Dubrow relatives'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-3876594860510558716</id><published>2009-05-17T10:11:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T02:21:37.741-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King&apos;s Highway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Finding old photos and long lost relatives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dubrows.buzznet.com/user/photos/kings-highway-dubrows/?id=53456601"&gt;&lt;img alt="King's Highway Dubrow's - Photo Hosted at Buzznet" border="0" src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users16/dubrows/default/kings-highway-dubrows--gallery-msg-124256916515.jpg" title="King's Highway Dubrow's - Photo Hosted at Buzznet" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://brickerhalperinphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marcia Bricker Halperin&lt;/a&gt; found this photo in a 1971 high school yearbook.  The photographer was uncredited. What a find!  Anyone out there attend James Madison High School in Brooklyn, NY? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Marcia has also received great news - she has gotten a first influx of funding from the Brooklyn Arts Council Community Arts Regrant Program for a documentary about New York cafeterias.  She'll cover Dubrow's, and utilize things from this blog, as well as some of the other New York cafeterias that people have recalled fondly over the years I've been running this blog.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I discovered a long lost relative: Barbara Dubrow Faerman. She's the daughter of Irwin Dubrow, former manager of Dubrow's until his untimely suicide.  She writes: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I did go to the cafeteria a few times and some of the old time staff took extra special care of me and showed me around the inner workings of the cafeteria. I remember seeing portraits of Benjamin, George and my father on the wall...I believe that my aunt Helene got some of them when the cafeteria closed. I have a cross stich that was made for me by one of the staff when I was born&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping she can find that cross-stitch made by a Dubrow's staff member!  I have been in touch with Helene but have not in New York, where she might have some of the memorabilia to which Barbara referred.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-3876594860510558716?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3876594860510558716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=3876594860510558716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3876594860510558716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3876594860510558716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/finding-old-photos-and-long-lost.html' title='Finding old photos and long lost relatives'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-3435859904982787826</id><published>2009-02-04T15:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:05:25.170-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artistic references'/><title type='text'>"Dubrow's was like an indoor sidewalk cafe"</title><content type='html'>Found this reference to Dubrow's in the historical novel &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Subway Music&lt;/span&gt; by Reynold Joseph Paul Junker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Now I paused and looked left and right again. &lt;br /&gt;     'We used to go but I wanted to step around here to the left a minute. I wanted to see something else first. I wanted to see if Dubrow's is still here.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I turned left. She followed. We walked the short distance to where Dubrow's used to be on the corner of King's Highway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Dubrow's was gone from the corner of King's Highway. Dubrow's had been a single story cafeteria with floor to ceiling windows looking out over the sidewalk.  Dubrow's was like an indoor sidewalk cafe.  Families when to Dubrow's to enjoy "home cooking." We went to Dubrow's to stare and make creative faces and simulated retching noises through the windows at families enjoying their "home cooking."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      'There used to be a Dubrow's Cafeteria here,' I said.'The firemen from the firehouse on 14th street used to send us there for takeout food - mostly veal cutlet sandwiches. There was no fast food in those days.'&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-3435859904982787826?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3435859904982787826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=3435859904982787826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3435859904982787826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3435859904982787826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2009/02/dubrows-was-like-indoor-sidewalk-cafe.html' title='&quot;Dubrow&apos;s was like an indoor sidewalk cafe&quot;'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-262504731492206319</id><published>2009-01-18T17:14:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:34:53.930-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Still here</title><content type='html'>Man, it's been a long time since I updated this blog.  Sorry about that.  It's been a pretty difficult couple months for me personally.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've received a couple comments from readers I thought I'd share: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rick Festa&lt;/span&gt; writes: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I am Leo Martin's grandson and my memories of Dubrow's are so vivid...The stuffed roasted chicken really stands out in my mind, and have never found a stuffing like that since. I spent many hours there with my Grandfather as a young boy, and i can still remember that special smell of the place. I still remember the faces of the cooks and the cashiers and that cool change returner attached to the side of the register&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deborah Berman&lt;/span&gt; writes to ask about the recipe for "the most memorable bran muffins in the world."   As always, I do not have any recipes - I wish I did!  So far I haven't found anyone else who does, either.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dan Russell &lt;/span&gt;writes to ask about a Dubrow's in Bensonhurst and another "famous one on 86th street"  - I am not sure both of these he is recalling are Dubrow's, but the latter is probably the one on Eastern Parkway.  Anyone remember a Dubrow's in Bensonhurst? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I also found an excerpt in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The World on a Plate&lt;/span&gt; by Joel Denker about Dubrow's: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cafes also became center of Jewish cooking and companionship.   The Garden cafeteria, next door to the Jewish Forward, was a gathering place for reporters, actors, intellectuals, and ethnics who worked in the neighborhood.  Like an eastern Europe cafe, it buzzed with conversation and animated debate. Places like the Garden encouraged a breed of ethnic socializers that Isaac Singer, who was one of them, dubbed cafeterianiks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Garden, which opened in 1931, was organized like a cafeteria.  Customers decided on their order, and the counterman punched the appropriate code on their ticket. There were the classic dairy choices - blintzes, varnishkes, soups. The display case revealed a tantalizing plates of smoked whitefish, herring and apple and other salads, cheese, and coffee cakes.  Many diners were content with a piece of cake and tea or a bowl of chopped vegetables and fruit mixed with sour cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the Lower East Side rag trade withered away, Jewish cafeterias and luncheonettes sprang up in the midtown Garment Center. Dubrow's, one of the most famous cafeterias, served up pirogen, gefilte fish, and roast chicken to cutters, jobbers, and pressmen.  Irving Moskowitz, a Dubrow's Cafeteria customer for over thirty years, remembered it as a warm gathering place: 'It was more than just a place to eat. It was a meeting place. A place. You didn't get to know them [other customers]. But they were people, and you sort of knew them&lt;/span&gt;.'"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-262504731492206319?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/262504731492206319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=262504731492206319' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/262504731492206319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/262504731492206319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2009/01/still-here.html' title='Still here'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-5668108204176867336</id><published>2008-07-28T19:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T19:39:44.892-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Interview with Helene D. Grossman (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. What was your impression of running Dubrow's, for Irwin and for George?  Did it seem to bring them joy?  Did it seem stressful?  Which store(s) did they run and for how long? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Irwin stepped up to the plate to run Seventh Avenue, and our family’s interests in Eastern Parkway and Florida, after George’s death. He had worked there prior to that but was not at all set on committing to the restaurant business as a career, despite having majored in Hotel and Restaurant Administration at Cornell. I believe his reluctance was due to a number of factors typical of Jewish sons in the 1950’s, including wanting to apply newer management models and other knowledge that they has acquired in college to their family business with their dads not being convinced this was needed and in Irwin’s case, issues relating to the fact that George was somewhat of a legend in the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless he ran Seventh Avenue, and together with Irving Kaplan acquired Toby’s Cafeterias (3, I think) in Miami in the 1960's, which Irving ran. [Note: Toby’s were in non-Jewish neighborhoods and served Southern style food, with favorites being chicken dumplings and black eye peas.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mid 1960s Irwin opened Dubrow’s Takeout Shop (exact name?), on Third Avenue and 74th Street in Manhattan, which Leonard [Irwin's brother] ran. It offered many packaged, prepared foods for which Dubrows was known but it was just a bit ahead of its time. That area and all around NYC is now filled with that type of prepared food take out shops.  Irwin subsequently opened, ran and expanded Alfie's restaurant at that location. Irwin came to enjoy the business more as time went on but differently than George.  It was not his whole life to nearly the same extent as it was George’s. Irwin ran the Seventh Avenue cafeteria and Alfies until his death in 1970. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irving Kaplan and Paul Tobin purchased the Seventh Avenue cafeteria in 1971(?), with Paul running the day to day operation, and Irving’s oversight and active involvement in all management decisions and regular on-site participation about every 6-8 weeks. The property was purchased by the bank adjacent to the cafeteria, which planned to expand/build a garage, and the cafeteria closed. The expansion/garage never went forward and today, an OTB parlor is on this site!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-5668108204176867336?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/5668108204176867336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=5668108204176867336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5668108204176867336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5668108204176867336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2008/07/interview-with-helene-d-grossman-part-2.html' title='Interview with Helene D. Grossman (Part 2)'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-5497569248631670177</id><published>2008-07-22T18:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T18:55:45.437-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Interview with Helene D. Grossman (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>I caught up with my cousin Helene a couple weeks ago, and she graciously took the time to answer some questions about Dubrow's for me, in a somewhat formal written interview.  I'll be posting her responses over a series of posts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for reference: Helene is the daughter of George Dubrow, sister of Irwin Dubrow, and granddaughter of Benjamin Dubrow, all of whom managed Dubrow's at different times.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. What was your impression of running Dubrow's, for Irwin and for George?  Did it seem to bring them joy?  Did it seem stressful?  Which store(s) did they run and for how long? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;For George, Dubrow’s was his life. He loved every aspect of running the “stores”. George had an incredible joie de vivre, was very much a people person and enjoyed interacting with his employees at all levels as well as with his customers. He shared their happinesses, trials and tribulations and lent his ear and advice and often, financial support. I still have a ring that a customer gave him in appreciation of his kindnesses. His measure of quality control was a random tablespoon of prepared foods, especially his favorites, before they left the kitchen…he was a bit rotund and we all thought this was his best excuse not to stick to a diet! He was not a morning person, and usually went to work at around noon, staying until midnight, the exception being most Friday nights, when he came home for dinner, under duress from my mother, usually returning to work after that. George’s personal and business philosophy was that you are only as good as tomorrow, not yesterday. I suspect that fed his drive for success. There certainly were stressful situations at times, particularly dealing with the unions….I think there were 6 or 7. &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She goes on to provide some more detail about George's history at Dubrow's, which I found very helpful: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;George opened and initially ran all of the cafeterias which included Dubrows Eastern Parkway (Utica Avenue), Dubrows Kings Highway ( 16th St), Dubrow's Lincoln Road (Miami Beach),  Dubrow's Seventh Avenue (Manhattan) and Dubson's Restaurant (on Utica Avenue around the corner from Dubrows Eastern Parkway Cafeteria)&lt;/span&gt;. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much more to come - about Irwin, about Max Tobin, and more!  Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-5497569248631670177?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/5497569248631670177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=5497569248631670177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5497569248631670177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5497569248631670177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2008/07/interview-with-helene-dubrow-grossman.html' title='Interview with Helene D. Grossman (Part 1)'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-7207534562038040495</id><published>2008-06-30T15:40:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:19:29.103-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Reader feedback (Danny, GK)</title><content type='html'>Lately, I've been hearing from a lot of people about the various Dubrow's foods they miss.  It's all about the food, which makes sense, since first and foremost, Dubrow's was a restaurant.  But if there's one thing we've learned in the past three and a half years I've been keeping this blog, it's that it's so much more.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny Karron writes: &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Our (my brother Abe and I) dad Edward Karron was (best?) friends with Irwin Dubrow. My brother and I were ruminating if we could id Irwin from a bunch of wedding pictures Abe had scanned. I found you from the Dubrows Cafeteria wiki entry which pointed to your web site. I'm getting hungry just thinking about the place. I think I still remember the stuffed cabbage or the Blintzes. I'm getting indigestion thinking of them at the same time&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;GK commented on an old post: &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My favorite was the cheese blintzes with sour cream. I have never had better. My sister would always get the cottage cheese and sour cream with vegetables. I also loved making lemon soda with the seltzer water dispenser and free lemons from the fish counter&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-7207534562038040495?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/7207534562038040495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=7207534562038040495' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/7207534562038040495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/7207534562038040495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2008/06/reader-feedback.html' title='Reader feedback (Danny, GK)'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2543451570773020580</id><published>2008-06-27T18:22:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T17:21:41.280-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Dubrow's Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dubrows.buzznet.com/user/photos/norm-120621171791/?id=38930281" &gt;&lt;img src="http://buzznet-17.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users16/dubrows/default/norm_1206211717.91--gallery-msg-121460528082.jpg" border="0" alt="norm 1206211717.91 - Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="norm 1206211717.91 - Photo Hosted at Buzznet" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another photo taken by the always amazing Marcia Bricker Halperin.  It's on display in what looks like a fantastic exhibit at the &lt;a href="http://www.brooklynmuseum.org/exhibitions/click/highlight.php?id=186"&gt;Brooklyn Museum&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: In the past three or four days, I have spoken to Helene and Leonard Dubrow, children of George Dubrow and siblings of Irwin Dubrow. I have also heard from my cousin Geoffrey Green, on the "other" side of the family...all of whom wanted to let me know that this exhibit and in particular, this photo, was featured in the New York Times this week. I am delighted that it is getting such good coverage and attention - and I am thrilled that of all the photos Marcia took for the exhibit, the Dubrow's photo was selected for the article.  What wonderful attention it has brought to the memory of our beloved Dubrow's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2543451570773020580?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2543451570773020580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2543451570773020580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2543451570773020580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2543451570773020580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2008/06/dubrows-photo.html' title='Dubrow&apos;s Photo'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-1244629178518249788</id><published>2008-06-11T14:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T15:49:30.043-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>More reader feedback (Sue)</title><content type='html'>Received another email a couple days ago: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My father who is 84 was born and raised in Brooklyn. He often reminisces fondly about Dubrow's and the shrimp salad he ate there with his friends. Evidently your great grandfather's restaurant plays a large part in the happy memories of many people, something which I am sure you are proud. I was wondering if you had access to the recipe for shrimp salad served there. I would like to make it for Father's Day for my Dad. He thinks it had mayo, vinegar, cream in the dressing. Thanks so much!!&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone recall the Dubrow's shrimp salad recipe?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to track down or hear from some of the cooks at Dubrow's, and put together a collection of recipes for popular dishes.  Over the years, there have been a number of requests for recipes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-1244629178518249788?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/1244629178518249788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=1244629178518249788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1244629178518249788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1244629178518249788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-reader-feedback-sue.html' title='More reader feedback (Sue)'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-3724449619209619879</id><published>2008-05-25T18:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T18:48:44.117-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>JFK at King's Highway Dubrow's (Close up)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dubrows.buzznet.com/user/photos/jfk-kings-highway-dubrows-unknown/?id=33700681" &gt;&lt;img src="http://buzznet-55.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users16/dubrows/default/JFK_at_Kings_Highway_Dubrows._Unknown_photograph--gallery-msg-120770014823.jpg" border="0" alt="JFK at King's Highway Dubrow's. Unknown photographer. - Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="JFK at King's Highway Dubrow's. Unknown photographer. - Photo Hosted at Buzznet" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that memories of Kennedy campaigning at Dubrow's might win for the memory most commonly reported by people who have contacted me through this blog.  It makes sense - it was clearly a big deal, and as these pictures show, hundreds or perhaps thousands of people showed up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-3724449619209619879?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3724449619209619879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=3724449619209619879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3724449619209619879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3724449619209619879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2008/05/jfk-at-kings-highway-dubrows-close-up.html' title='JFK at King&apos;s Highway Dubrow&apos;s (Close up)'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-4143668468521901199</id><published>2008-05-25T16:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T00:47:35.017-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><title type='text'>More reader feedback (MacKenzie)</title><content type='html'>More feedback from a reader!  I love hearing from people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MacKenzie Allen writes: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hi, there...I found my way to your website while looking for old photos of Dubrow's.  I was telling my wife and friends about it.  I grew up in Brooklyn (1940s--50s) and lived at Avenue "O" and East 16th St...a few blocks up from Dubrow's. When we were kids at Cunningham Jr. H.S. we used to go there on lunch hour.  A real treat was to "take out" an order of  french fries in a brown paper bag.  We'd put ketchup in the bag and shake it around to distribute it.  Messy, but delicious. It was always a treat to go to Dubrow's...great memories of a far better time.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-4143668468521901199?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/4143668468521901199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=4143668468521901199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/4143668468521901199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/4143668468521901199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-reader-feedback-mackenzie.html' title='More reader feedback (MacKenzie)'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-3869225783687059035</id><published>2008-04-27T00:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T00:54:43.838-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miami Beach'/><title type='text'>Dubrow's in Miami Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dubrows.buzznet.com/user/photos/lincoln-road-1952/?id=34901611" &gt;&lt;img src="http://buzznet-84.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users16/dubrows/default/Lincoln_Road_1952--gallery-msg-120926968999.jpg" border="0" alt="Lincoln Road, 1952 - Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="Lincoln Road, 1952 - Photo Hosted at Buzznet" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Jeff wrote back and sent in a link for a 1952 home video of Miami Beach. It was originally uploaded &lt;a href="http://revver.com/video/509832/miami-beach-florida-vacation-home-movie/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;  by a user who goes by the moniker "reelnostalgia" and Jeff also sent me this screen shot of Dubrow's from the video.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing to see how things change. When I was growing up and visiting Miami Beach and Lincoln Road, the area was deserted of nightlife and shops.  Now it's hip and bustling - as it was back in 1952, when this video was shot.  Things come full circle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-3869225783687059035?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3869225783687059035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=3869225783687059035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3869225783687059035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3869225783687059035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2008/04/dubrows-in-miami-beach.html' title='Dubrow&apos;s in Miami Beach'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-92828550952494691</id><published>2008-04-25T00:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T00:06:38.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions from readers</title><content type='html'>Jeff writes with recollections and a question about the Miami Beach Dubrow's Cafeteria.  I know very little about this, but I thought I'd see if anyone else did. I'm pretty sure I remember going to Dubrow's on Lincoln Road, but honestly, I was so young  (I was 12 in 1985 when the last Dubrow's Cafeteria closed for good) I could be mixing up Manhattan and Miami, since I went to both places at different times in my childhood.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff writes: &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I found your blog site while trying to research the Dubrow's located on Lincoln Road in the 1950's through sometime in 1963 (?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd moved to Miami Beach as a youngter when my family relocated from Brooklyn around October of 1963, and at that time the Dubrow's on Lincoln Road was closed and had a "Bankrupt" sign hanging on the inside of the doors.  A couple of years later, the location reopened as "New Dubrow's, Inc."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did your family reopen it, or was it run independent of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a dear, departed friend of mine was in the sign business down here since 1948.  He did work for the Lincoln Road Cafeteria - the original name of where Dubrow's ws located.  Did the family purchase that location, or originally run it as the Lincoln Road Cafeteria?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Marcia has a question about the picture of Kennedy in front of Dubrow's: &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I believe this photo of Kennedy was taken on the 16th Street side in front of Craig's Bake Shops which was across the street from Dubrows. Maybe they had the rally on the side street or brought Kennedy into Dubrow's through the kitchen entrance which was there. Can Ms. Cohen confirm this? My mom says she remembers my Dad went to see Kennedy there that night. &lt;/i&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-92828550952494691?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/92828550952494691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=92828550952494691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/92828550952494691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/92828550952494691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2008/04/question-from-reader.html' title='Questions from readers'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-5825857113911683632</id><published>2008-04-10T22:55:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T23:07:17.075-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King&apos;s Highway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Kennedy with Max Tobin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dubrows.buzznet.com/user/photos/cohen001/?id=33840741" &gt;&lt;img src="http://buzznet-74.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users16/dubrows/default/Cohen001--gallery-msg-120788244898.jpg" border="0" alt="Cohen001 - Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="Cohen001 - Photo Hosted at Buzznet" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanda Bragman Cohen, the woman who mailed me the photos of Kennedy at the King's Highway Dubrow's, had this to say about the photos: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;They were taken by a photographer hired by Max Tobin who owned Dubrow's on Kings Highway. He is the man standing&lt;br /&gt; behind President Kennedy. His wife was Minnie Dubrow Tobin who was Sylvia Kaplan's sister. Minnie Tobin died in 1957. My mother, Mary Bragman, is the only woman in the picture. She married Max Tobin in 1968 when my father had been dead for four years. My father is the man that can only be partially seen standing behind Max Tobin. The photography studio was named Renard and it was located in Brooklyn. As far as I know the pictures were not copyrighted by anyone. They belonged to Max Tobin, because he paid for them. They were given to me by my mother just before she died. Until then they were in her home.  The pictures were taken in October, 1960 when Kennedy was campaigning. Many politicians made a stop at Dubrows because it was the most popular place in that neighborhood (Flatbush), but I do not have any other pictures. The two men sitting next to Kennedy were Brooklyn politicians, and I used to know their names, but I have forgotten. Standing behind my mother, kind of in the shadows, is Carmine DeSapio (he is the man with the sunglasses) who was a powerful politician at the time. I remember that Kennedy wanted a steak and salad for dinner, which was provided for him. It was not the usual Dubrows food. I also remember that my mother was answering the special phones that had been connected for Kennedy and in that picture she is handing him a message from Robert Kennedy. My parents wanted me to have my picture taken with Kennedy, but I was fifteen and had a pimple, so I refused. Needless to stay I lived to regret that decision. However, I did wear a campaign button that said, "If I were 21 I would vote for Kennedy." I would have too!&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-5825857113911683632?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/5825857113911683632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=5825857113911683632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5825857113911683632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5825857113911683632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2008/04/kennedy-with-max-tobin.html' title='Kennedy with Max Tobin'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-3984396417027030854</id><published>2008-04-08T20:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T20:22:01.606-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King&apos;s Highway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>JFK campaigning at Dubrow's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dubrows.buzznet.com/user/photos/jfk-kings-highway-dubrows-photo/?id=33700671" &gt;&lt;img src="http://buzznet-67.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users16/dubrows/default/JFK_at_Kings_Highway_Dubrows._Photo_by_Sanda_Coh--gallery-msg-12077001388.jpg" border="0" alt="JFK at King's Highway Dubrow's. Photo by Sanda Cohen. - Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="JFK at King's Highway Dubrow's. Photo by Sanda Cohen. - Photo Hosted at Buzznet" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several other readers have talked about their recollections of JFK campaigning at the King's Highway Dubrow's.  Reader Sanda Cohen has submitted a couple fabulous photos which commemorates this event.  This is the first of those photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-3984396417027030854?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3984396417027030854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=3984396417027030854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3984396417027030854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3984396417027030854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2008/04/jfk-at-kings-highway-dubrows.html' title='JFK campaigning at Dubrow&apos;s'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-6385126573089520873</id><published>2008-02-13T22:21:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T22:27:44.815-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><title type='text'>More reader feedback (Darryl)</title><content type='html'>I've been getting a bunch of emails from readers, which is just fabulous.  I can follow the stats as to where people are when they're reading, but I have to hear from you to know WHO you are, and what Dubrow's means to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darryl writes: &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My friend Marty and I would spend many a Friday night at Dubrow's on&lt;br /&gt;Kings Highway. My particular favorite was the vegetable cream cheese&lt;br /&gt;on a bagel. The counterman would dunk the bagel into a tray full of&lt;br /&gt;chopped vegetables that would then stick to the cream cheese. One&lt;br /&gt;night we met an elderly woman named Libby Siegel who had the peculiar&lt;br /&gt;ability to spell any word backwards. We tried to trick her with extra&lt;br /&gt;long words but she never missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger I did go the the Dubrow's on Eastern Parkway and&lt;br /&gt;Utica. Unless I am mistaken, I drove by that corner about ten years&lt;br /&gt;ago and saw a Dubrow's sign still hanging on the Utica Avenue side of&lt;br /&gt;the restaurant. It was an art deco style possibly made of glass . It&lt;br /&gt;was surrounded by all the billboards of the newer stores and was&lt;br /&gt;barely viewable. I wonder if it is possibly still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are any artifacts around from the restaurant I would&lt;br /&gt;certainly love to be able to get  one. I did have one of those white&lt;br /&gt;sailor type hats the countermen wore. The picture of the tray brought&lt;br /&gt;back some memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. My life in Brooklyn during the fifties was a special time&lt;br /&gt;for me and Dubrows was a nice part of it.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-6385126573089520873?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/6385126573089520873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=6385126573089520873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6385126573089520873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6385126573089520873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2008/02/more-reader-feedback_13.html' title='More reader feedback (Darryl)'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-1228454925959248137</id><published>2008-02-01T10:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T22:24:45.990-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><title type='text'>More reader feedback (Marty)</title><content type='html'>Received another email recently, this one from Marty: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hi Eve,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taking a little trip down memory lane and decided&lt;br /&gt;to google Dubrow's.  Your great grandfather had a&lt;br /&gt;great cafeteria.  I frequented the Dubrow's on Kings&lt;br /&gt;Highway in Brooklyn for many years with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;We would meet late at night for something to eat after&lt;br /&gt;we took home our girlfriends. Sometimes we would just&lt;br /&gt;go there late on a Friday night if we had nothing else&lt;br /&gt;to do.  We were in our twenties, while most of the&lt;br /&gt;people there were senior citizens. The seniors loved&lt;br /&gt;it there.  It was a place for them to go if they just&lt;br /&gt;wanted to talk to someone.  We would hang out and talk&lt;br /&gt;for an hour or two before heading home.  Dubrows had&lt;br /&gt;the best rice pudding!  I moved out of Brooklyn many&lt;br /&gt;years ago, but still have fond memories of Dubrow's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got married, I found out that my wife's late&lt;br /&gt;uncle was a counter man at Dubrow's for many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the website.  It brought back nice&lt;br /&gt;memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Marty, for reading and for sharing your memories!  I love hearing from people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-1228454925959248137?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/1228454925959248137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=1228454925959248137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1228454925959248137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1228454925959248137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2008/02/more-reader-feedback.html' title='More reader feedback (Marty)'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-5677451524108713617</id><published>2008-01-30T08:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T22:25:20.504-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><title type='text'>A request from a reader (Joe)</title><content type='html'>I received an email from a reader.  Joe asks about another cafeteria very close to Dubrow's: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yes, it was called the "Famous Cafeteria" and it was very similar to Dubrows, but it was located in the Bensonhurst section of Brooklyn on 86th St. and now I see that it was located directly across from Dubrows...Maybe you can post a request in your blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quote from another Brooklyn Blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And diagonally across the intersection from Dubrow's was the Famous, a dairy restaurant where delicious dishes like perrogies and sour cream were served. What would today's nutritionists say about that. Better yet, what would they say about "gribbinus" (transliteration), a delicacy made from fried chicken fat. "  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.geocities.com/buddychai2/Brooklyn/RememberWhen2.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone have any more information about Famous Cafeteria to help Joe out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-5677451524108713617?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/5677451524108713617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=5677451524108713617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5677451524108713617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5677451524108713617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2008/01/request.html' title='A request from a reader (Joe)'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-7673055645900247955</id><published>2008-01-30T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T08:51:34.578-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><title type='text'>Amoeba-like architecture</title><content type='html'>Found this in another New York Times article: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It is no accident that it took more than a generation for Art Deco architecture to be appreciated, and similarly, this is why such 50's extravaganzas as the Fontainebleau Hotel in Miami Beach seem far less disturbing now than when they were new. It is not perverse taste, it is that they have become a part of the landscape we expect to see, and thus derive a curious kind of comfort from. So, too, with such an oddity as the interior of Dubrow's Cafeteria on Seventh Avenue in the garment district, which has those swirling, amoebalike shapes characteristic of 50's interiors. I walked past it the other day and was shocked to realize how that room, long an object of derision, is beginning to take on a certain appeal.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Paul Goldberger, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;New York Times&lt;/span&gt;, July 30, 1981)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting to go back and see how differently things were perceived at different times. I don't think people would think the architecture at the Dubrow's in Manhattan is particularly unusual today.  But clearly back then, at least this guy thought it was odd. And of course this is what he's saying - but now, over twenty years later, I think this just proves his point even more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-7673055645900247955?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/7673055645900247955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=7673055645900247955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/7673055645900247955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/7673055645900247955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2008/01/amoeba-like-architecture.html' title='Amoeba-like architecture'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-6969715310565869798</id><published>2007-12-17T08:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T08:37:18.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Aspired to opulent excellence"</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When winter came, the candy stores and cafeterias replaced parks as forums to debate politics and art. People gathered at candy stores "to discuss politics and unionism."  Local kids "made pocket change by hanging out at Leboff's candy store [one of five on Charlotte street], and calling people to the phone." Hoffman's Cafeterias on Pitkin, Flatbush, and Brighton Beach Avenues also entered the radical element.  (Irving) Howe recalled that "in the winter, when the Bronx is gray and icy, there were cafeterias in which the older comrades, those who had jobs or were on WPA, bought coffee while the rest of us filled the chairs." Other cafeterias, like Dubrow's or Garfield's in Brooklyn, aspired to opulent elegance. Garfield's dubbed itself "a cafeteria of refinement."  Located on the corner of Church and Flatbush Avenues, diagonally across from the Reformed Dutch Protestant Church, Garfield's boasted an interior decorated with mosaics done in Art Moderne style. Dubrow's, a dairy cafeteria, also served as a neighborhood meeting spot with its attractive location by the elevated station, on a shopping street like King's Highway.&lt;/span&gt;"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;At Home In America: Second Generation New York Jews&lt;/span&gt;, by Deborah Dash Moore, 1981) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, a few questions about this. First, could Garfield's and Dubrow's had the same tagline to describe themselves? Because &lt;a href="http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/09/cafeteria-of-refinement.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; indicates that Dubrow's advertised itself as being "a cafeteria of refinement" - yet here it says Garfield's used that line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, &lt;a href="http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2005/08/kings-highway-mosaic.html#comments"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; indicates that the Dubrow's on King's Highway had a very modern decor, using mosaic.  This is how the author (who cites a number of different sources for this particular passage, including the reputable Irving Howe) describes Garfield's.  Could Garfield's and Dubrow's BOTH have had mosaic in their decor?  Or is she mixing up Garfield's with Dubrow's?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-6969715310565869798?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/6969715310565869798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=6969715310565869798' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6969715310565869798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6969715310565869798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/12/when-winter-came-candy-stores-and.html' title='&quot;Aspired to opulent excellence&quot;'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-1400167379512660129</id><published>2007-12-14T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T00:33:40.912-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><title type='text'>Where Dubrow's Used To Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dubrows.buzznet.com/user/photos/515-seventh-avenue/?id=25042201" &gt;&lt;img src="http://buzznet-90.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users16/dubrows/default/515_Seventh_Avenue--gallery-msg-119760898997.jpg" border="0" alt="515 Seventh Avenue - Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="515 Seventh Avenue - Photo Hosted at Buzznet" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;With a little luck, a new offtrack betting branch will open this fall in mid-Manhattan. But before the first $2 bet is placed, the Offtrack Betting Corporation will have spent $739,000 in rent for a branch that took almost two years to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present and former officials of the agency clash over who is responsible for the delays in opening the branch at Seventh Avenue and 38th Street, on the site of the old Dubrow's cafeteria. But the officials, from two OTB administrations involved in the project, agree on one point: the abnormal costs will reduce the OTB's overall profits this year and the revenues it can give the city&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(New York Times, April 9, 1992) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited the site of the Manhattan Dubrow's this fall when I was in New York City.  When I came home, I found this article which referenced when the Offtrack Betting place opened up where it used to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-1400167379512660129?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/1400167379512660129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=1400167379512660129' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1400167379512660129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1400167379512660129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/12/where-dubrows-used-to-be.html' title='Where Dubrow&apos;s Used To Be'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2567266667754094733</id><published>2007-11-15T19:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:12:38.818-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miami Beach'/><title type='text'>Dubrow's in Miami</title><content type='html'>I have found very few references to the Dubrow's Cafeteria in Miami, although I remember it vaguely, from my childhood.  It was right on Lincoln Road, which is a stone's throw from where my grandparents lived for most of my childhood.  I spent much of my childhood visiting from Texas, staying with my grandparents, and walking from their apartment all the way down Lincoln Road till I got to the beach.  Back then, it was pretty dead - now it's become a hotspot with clubs and trendy restaurants.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this in the book &lt;i&gt;Catskill Culture: A Mountain Rat's Memories of the Great Jewish Resort Area&lt;/i&gt; by Phil Brown: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;From all their years in the Catskills, these Mountain Rats were the insiders who really knew the scene.  People had their favorite local bars and restaurants for hanging out after a day of hard work, where conversations typically turned to who was working where this year.  The chatting and hanging out continued in Florida in the winter, where they met friends at Dubrow's Cafeteria on Miami Beach in Lincoln Roadand reminsced about last summer in the mountains.  That magic pulled them back the next summer, and the grew old and infirm, along with the Catskills themselves.  As the region declined in the 1970's, the Mountain Rats competed for fewer and fewer jobs, and many had trouble setting up permanent roots.  Cubans displaced them in the Miami Beach hotels.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2567266667754094733?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2567266667754094733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2567266667754094733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2567266667754094733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2567266667754094733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/11/dubrows-in-miami.html' title='Dubrow&apos;s in Miami'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-5738792731911800628</id><published>2007-11-14T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T23:56:05.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The meaning of a cafeteria</title><content type='html'>I've found a couple interesting books at the library that mention Dubrow's, in the context of understanding the history and sociology of Brooklyn, Manhattan, and Miami Beach.  I'll be posting some of my findings over the coming weeks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These quotes both come from &lt;i&gt;The Jews of Brooklyn&lt;/i&gt; by Ilana Abramovitch and Sean Galvin: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Brooklyn boosters are prone to promote cohesion through nostalgic reminiscences, embracing detailed discussions of famous locales like Coney Island, Prospect Park, and the Brooklyn Bridge. Cherished neighborhood spots like DuBrow's Cafeteria, Schechter's candy store, or Erasmus Hall High School provide content for more specialized games of trivial pursuit.&lt;/i&gt;"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the book, there's a wonderful description of just why places like Dubrow's were so beloved in their communities: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;By far the most popular eateries were the kosher delicatessens, a Jewish-American invention.  There was a deli on every block because, said the manager of Grabstein's, 'a hot dog sandwich and a pastrami sandwich and a knish was a way of life.'  With their 'salami sanwiches and pickles wrapped in coarse white paper,' the delis were 'the culinary hearts, if not the heartburn, of working-class and immigrant Jewish neighborhoods.'&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;The Jews of Brooklyn&lt;/i&gt;, Ilana Abramovitch &amp; Sean Galvin, 2002)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-5738792731911800628?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/5738792731911800628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=5738792731911800628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5738792731911800628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5738792731911800628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/11/meaning-of-cafeteria.html' title='The meaning of a cafeteria'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-3106518226085292500</id><published>2007-10-26T18:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T18:29:36.160-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><title type='text'>Community evolved</title><content type='html'>I found this to be an interesting reflection on the meaning of Dubrow's.  This is part of a longer piece about Square One, a restaurant in San Francisco, CA. The owner, Joyce Goldstein, also mentions Dubrow's Cafeteria in the introduction of her cookbook &lt;i&gt;Cucina Ebraica: Flavors of the Italian Jewish Kitchen&lt;/i&gt;, as she is talking about the influences on her cooking.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;The shaping of Square One began in Joyce Goldstein's childhood, when the family lived in an apartment building in a lower-middle-class neighborhood in Brooklyn.  Community evolved and was maintained in the local delicatessen, in Dubrow's Cafeteria, in Roseman's grocery, and in Mr. Silverstein's candy store.  On the streets you saw people, she recalls, but in those places you got to know them. &lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Celebrating the Third Place: Inspiring Stories About the "Great Good Places" at the Heart of Our Communities&lt;/i&gt;, edited by Ray Oldenburg, 2001)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-3106518226085292500?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3106518226085292500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=3106518226085292500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3106518226085292500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3106518226085292500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/10/community-evolved.html' title='Community evolved'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-8567903015066226610</id><published>2007-10-25T20:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T21:21:07.351-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral history'/><title type='text'>Every customer was a half hour</title><content type='html'>I found a couple interesting books at the library, and I'll be posting my finds here over the next few weeks.  One of them is a collection of oral history of Brooklyn from the mid-twentieth century. Here's three quotes I found about Dubrow's: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAN LURIE&lt;/b&gt;: "&lt;i&gt;On Saturdays, I'd put on a nice shirt and stroll up and down Pitkin Avenue.  It was the Fifth Avenue of Brooklyn, with stores like Abe Stark's men's clothing, Fisher Brothers' ladies coats and suits, Dubrow's or Diamond and Coopersberg furniture.&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KARL BERNSTEIN&lt;/b&gt;: "&lt;i&gt;'You're all a bunch of Kings Highway bourgeoisie,' Miss Deborah Tannenbaum would tell us. 'You hang around in front of Dubrow's getting vicarious thrills out of life.'  I didn't understand what she was talking about. Miss Tannenbaum was only about five feet tall, but she was dynamite.  She taught only the best English classes at Madison, on such a high level.  We read Portrait of an Artist, and I became so scared to death of going to hell, I hardly ever opened my mouth, I was so afraid of that woman.  But I sat down and took the English Regents and got a 96.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MARTY ADLER&lt;/b&gt;: "&lt;i&gt;A few blocks before Ocean Avenue, just past the Brighton el, was Dubrow's Cafeteria.  That's where you ended up on a Friday night.  If you were lucky enough to have a car, you kept it down to three guys so there's be room in case you picked up some girls.  The Madison and Midwood cheerleaders were there, and they were the prettiest.  You'd take them to a movie, or someone's party. Around midnight, you would drop by Dubrow's again to see if any of the other guys were around. You'd tell stories about what happened thatn night and then hook up for a ball game the next day.&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;It Happened in Brooklyn: An oral history of growing up in the borough in the 1940's, '50's, and '60's&lt;/i&gt; by Myrna Katz Frommer and Harvey Frommer, 1993)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-8567903015066226610?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/8567903015066226610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=8567903015066226610' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/8567903015066226610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/8567903015066226610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/10/every-customer-was-half-hour.html' title='Every customer was a half hour'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-3485896967458710356</id><published>2007-10-11T09:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T11:23:34.214-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chronology'/><title type='text'>Chronology</title><content type='html'>I went to Manhattan this past weekend, and had a wonderful visit.  I went to &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/48600092227@N01/1526574479/"&gt;Katz's&lt;/a&gt; and met Marcia Bricker, who has contributed many amazing photographs of Dubrow's. We are both excited about the possibility of putting together a documentary of Dubrow's. She recently had &lt;a href="http://www.coneyislandfilmfestival.com/programs07/program12.htm"&gt;her first film &lt;/a&gt;selected for the Coney Island Film Festival - very exciting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She requested that I try and recap the chronology and also the genealogy of Dubrow's Cafeteria and the Dubrow's family, so that's what I'm going to do.  Here's what I've got so far: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1907: Simon and Rivka Soloway, parents of Rose Dubrow, emigrate from what is now known as Belarus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1914: Benjamin and Rose Dubrow emigrated. Little is known about Benjamin's family, except that he had a sister named Sylvia who stayed behind. &amp;nbsp;At the time of the Dubrow family emigration, George, Fannie, and Lila had all been born. &amp;nbsp;Sylvia was in utero, and Rose was the first child born in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1929: Bejamin opened Dubrow's Cafeteria on Eastern Parkway.&amp;nbsp;Henry Jablonski Sr was a counterman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1939: Benjamin opened Dubrow's Cafeteria on King's Highway. &lt;br /&gt;Leo Martin was an assistant manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1940: Henry Jablonski Jr began working at Dubrow's Cafeteria on Eastern Parkway as a dishwasher. He would stay until the Eastern Parkway and King's Highway restaurants had both closed, eventually working as a manager. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1942: Property was purchased on King's Highway - possibly for a slight expansion? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1952: Dubrow's Cafeteria opens in Manhattan (7th Ave and 38th)&lt;br /&gt;Max Tobin, a manager, was held up at the Manhattan Dubrow's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1956: George Dubrow, a manager, died in a car accident. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1959: Leo Martin left Dubrow's to work at another restaurant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1968: Leo returned, as manager of the Manhattan Dubrow's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1970: Irwin Dubrow, a manager, killed himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1983: "The Cafeteria" is filmed in Dubrow's. Marcia pointed out it is "practically a documentary" about Dubrow's, and she has some great digitized photographs from the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1985: Manhattan Dubrow's closed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000: Leo Martin died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2001: Irving Kaplan, a manager and an owner, died.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-3485896967458710356?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3485896967458710356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=3485896967458710356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3485896967458710356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3485896967458710356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/10/chronology.html' title='Chronology'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-484162876587618194</id><published>2007-10-01T18:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T12:20:45.154-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>A walk through the garment district</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dubrows.buzznet.com/user/photos/garment_district_1980/?id=18378311" &gt;&lt;img src="http://buzznet-36.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users16/dubrows/default/Garment_District_1980--gallery-msg-119060120552.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture comes from an article entitled "An Unhurried Walk in the Garment Center" by Jennifer Dunning.  It is an interesting piece about a walking tour which was conducted in New York's garment district in 1980.  Notice Dubrow's Cafeteria in the background - you can see part of the sign in the upper right corner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among other things, the article talks about how Dubrow's fit into the landscape of the garment district: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;The garment district is not only concentrated but also compartmentalized...'The district is more important as a display and distribution area than a major manufacturing area,' (James) Shenton saysm pointing up to a sooty Gothic-style emporium devoted largely to designer samples.  'Much of the manufacturing is done now in New Jersey, Pennsylvania, and North Carolina, though there is a revitalization of small-scale units of productions with the move back of Chinese to Chinatown and to Greeks to Astoria'...everything can be bought, it seems on Seventh Avenue, from "absolutely the best chocolate chip cookies in New York to holidays in Rumania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the corner of 38th Street alone, the fames Dubrow's Cafeteria and Lou Siegel's restaurant stand cheek by jowl with the Spanish Taverna. And each block has the most astonishing number of fast food restaurants, which suggests the enormous concentration of people here. A quarter of a million to 300,000 people pass through this area in the course of a normal workday.&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                           (&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, Friday, July 11, 1980)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-484162876587618194?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/484162876587618194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=484162876587618194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/484162876587618194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/484162876587618194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/10/walk-through-garment-district.html' title='A walk through the garment district'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-7495510349155967334</id><published>2007-09-25T10:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T12:21:05.719-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>President Carter in front of Dubrow's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dubrows.buzznet.com/user/photos/jimmy_carter_1980/?id=18378341" &gt;&lt;img src="http://buzznet-91.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users16/dubrows/default/Jimmy_Carter_1980--gallery-msg-119060121987.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no article to accompany this image, but you can see that behind President Carter is part of the Dubrow's sign.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The caption for this article, which appeared on the front page of the Friday, October 31, 1980 edition of the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, reads: "Carter ends New York Campaign. President Carter responding to union workers at rally in city's garment district."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-7495510349155967334?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/7495510349155967334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=7495510349155967334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/7495510349155967334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/7495510349155967334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/09/president-carter-in-front-of-dubrows.html' title='President Carter in front of Dubrow&apos;s'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-4247494757699225952</id><published>2007-09-24T08:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T08:45:20.985-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King&apos;s Highway'/><title type='text'>A Cafeteria of Refinement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dubrows.buzznet.com/user/photos/dubrows_ad_1954/?id=18403631" &gt;&lt;img src="http://buzznet-55.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users16/dubrows/default/Dubrows_ad_1954--gallery-msg-119063751634.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an ad from 1954.  I didn't even realize Dubrow's advertised.  Thanks to Marcia Bricker for this great find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's cool is now we also have a definitive answer as to when the King's Highway Dubrow's opened: 1939.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-4247494757699225952?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/4247494757699225952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=4247494757699225952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/4247494757699225952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/4247494757699225952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/09/cafeteria-of-refinement.html' title='A Cafeteria of Refinement'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2555182111434421493</id><published>2007-09-23T22:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T08:43:28.724-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Governor candidate stumps at Dubrow's</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a long time since I updated this blog.  I still have a couple &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt; articles left to post, but I finally made it to the Brookline Public Library, where I was able to track down a couple original copies on microfiche.  The online &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt; archive wouldn't let me move the images in some of the articles, so I couldn't put them into a usable format to share here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dubrows.buzznet.com/user/photos/governor_candidates_1974/?id=18378331" &gt;&lt;img src="http://buzznet-93.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users16/dubrows/default/Governor_candidates_1974--gallery-msg-119060121203.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hugh_Carey"&gt;Hugh Carey&lt;/a&gt;, in front of the Manhattan Dubrow's.  He was a Representative and a Democratic candidate for governor in 1974.  The other photo is of another Democratic candidate (Howard J. Samuels) in Brooklyn.   Excerpted from the accompanying article by Frank Lynn: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mr. Carey, for his garment center rally in front of Dubrow's Cafeteria at Seventh Avenue and 38th Street, had such leading Democrats as former governor Averell Harriman, former mayor Robert F. Wagner, and Mrs. Edith Lehman, widow of the Senator.  Mr. Carey noted that Presidents Roosevelt, Truman, and Kennedy had spoken on the same site as candidates."  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         (&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, September 6, 1974) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the title of the article is "Rivals for Governor Get Small Crowds" - apparently both candidates attracted very small limited numbers, and several people who did participate apparently did so negatively - they chastised Samuels for not allegedly not having paid his taxes.  Hugh Carey won the Democratic candidacy and the election and went on to serve as governor from 1975 to 1982. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone know more about Carey's statement about former presidents Roosevelt and Truman speaking in front of Dubrow's? I had only heard people recall seeing Kennedy in front of Dubrow's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2555182111434421493?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2555182111434421493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2555182111434421493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2555182111434421493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2555182111434421493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/09/well-its-been-long-time-since-i-updated.html' title='Governor candidate stumps at Dubrow&apos;s'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-648854733072953186</id><published>2007-07-13T10:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T10:28:15.973-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><title type='text'>Recycling chairs</title><content type='html'>I know some Dubrow's items wound up on Ebay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently others were recycled into other restaurants. This comes from a 1988 article entitled "French bistros take all-American turn" by Joe Edwards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Like Restaurant Florent, the restaurant will be unpretentious and offer a good value, according to Morellet, who noted that dinner entrees would be priced from $7.75 to $13.50. But the decor is fancier--what Morellet called "high-style 1950s--a mix of contemporary and postmodern. Furniture includes the original cast aluminum chairs from the old Dubrow's Cafeteria, which closed several years ago." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;br /&gt;                            (&lt;em&gt;Nation's Restaurant News&lt;/em&gt;, Feb 8, 1988)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-648854733072953186?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/648854733072953186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=648854733072953186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/648854733072953186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/648854733072953186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/07/recycling-chairs.html' title='Recycling chairs'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-5096393152971217580</id><published>2007-06-26T13:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:49:59.044-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>First jobs</title><content type='html'>Apparently, the children's author Bruce Farrington Coville worked at Dubrow's. According to &lt;a href="http://biography.jrank.org/pages/990/Coville-Bruce-Farrington-1950-Autobiography-Feature.html"&gt;this autobiography&lt;/a&gt;, his first job upon moving to New York City from Phoenix, NY was bussing tables at Dubrow's.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't say much more about what he thought about the job, but he has some interesting things to say about what it took to find a job in general in those days: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I headed for New York City, figuring that since it was summer it would be off season for a tropical paradise and I would have no problem buying an airplane ticket to the islands. Wrong! As it turned out, I couldn't get a reservation for two weeks, though the airlines told me I could check on standby every day. (What I had really wanted to do was work my way down on a boat. But I got laughed at down at the docks, where they told me I'd have to join the union and unless I had a relative who was already a member, the waiting list was years long.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two strikes, and an important lesson for a writer: do your research! Having no intention of going home at this point, I was stranded in Manhattan. I went to the YMCA, where I got the cheapest room I could. In the lobby was a table where you could sign up for temporary work, and I took advantage of it, not wanting to draw down my little bankroll any more than necessary. I ended up washing dishes in a seafood restaurant, where I scrubbed away grease that seemed to have accumulated for years. They must have thought I did a good job because they gave me a fabulous meal in addition to my pay. The next night I got a job bussing tables at Dubrow's cafeteria in Brooklyn.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-5096393152971217580?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/5096393152971217580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=5096393152971217580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5096393152971217580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5096393152971217580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/06/first-jobs.html' title='First jobs'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-8883075767000162158</id><published>2007-06-20T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T12:13:02.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still here...</title><content type='html'>It's been 2 months since I posted. Ugh. Life has sort of taken over. April and May were rough months  - some family energencies and losses.  But we're OK now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have 1-2 more articles I downloaded from the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt; archives, and this summer one of my projects is going to be to go to the public library and comb through the microfiche files to find some of the articles that downloaded incompletely.  Plus, there's a couple longlost family members I need to sit down and write, so I can get more oral history testimonies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Marcia Bricker, whose fabulous photos have been featured here on this blog, tells me that she is in discussions about a documentary about Dubrow's.  How cool would THAT be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-8883075767000162158?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/8883075767000162158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=8883075767000162158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/8883075767000162158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/8883075767000162158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/06/still-here.html' title='Still here...'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-1026525238018476603</id><published>2007-04-29T20:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T20:46:59.273-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><title type='text'>Another Dubrow's review</title><content type='html'>I'm going to have to get to the library soon and check out some of the articles I downloaded from the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt; archives in microfiche form.  There seems to be a problem with some of the images, so I can't upload them all. I'm not sure if it's a copyright issue or a quality issue.  But meanwhile, I found another review of Dubrow's, this one by Mimi Sheraton: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Dubrow's Cafeteria, 515 Seventh Avenue near 38th Street (221-6777), is a classic, with larger-than-life dairy dishes, delicatessen sandwiches and steam-table food more or less Jewish - East European in style. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner prices are moderate. The best bets are the egg dishes, cold plates, sandwiches, and the vegetables with pot cheese and sour cream. Closed Sunday.&lt;/i&gt;"  (&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, August 8, 1980)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-1026525238018476603?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/1026525238018476603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=1026525238018476603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1026525238018476603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1026525238018476603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/04/another-dubrows-review.html' title='Another Dubrow&apos;s review'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-4431660025457781305</id><published>2007-04-23T22:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T22:09:48.908-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King&apos;s Highway'/><title type='text'>King's Highway ticket</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dubrows.buzznet.com/user/photos/?id=4935803" &gt;&lt;img src="http://buzznet-36.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users16/dubrows/default/Ticket--gallery-msg-117728805853.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another photo by the always amazing Marcia Bricker.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She writes: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You took a ticket when you entered the restaurant on Kings Highway. There was a great ticket machine with a guy that handed you the ticket. Whenever you went up to the counter they punched the ticket with the amount you spent. If they punched $1.25 for a sandwich and later you went back for coffee, 25 cents and a danish, 60 cents - they&lt;br /&gt;added on those amounts. Then Roz at the door added up your punches for your total bill.  The maximum on this ticket was 3.40. If you used that up, rare in those days, you went and got a second ticket - I don't remember how they knew you had two tickets. Katz's deli uses a similar system - the last time I was there was last year." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, she is currently in conversation with some contacts she has about the possiblity of making a documentary about Dubrow's.  How cool would that be?  I am hoping this will spur me on to try and track down a couple relatives who knew Dubrow's well but with whom I am not regularly in touch, so I can do some more oral history.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-4431660025457781305?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/4431660025457781305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=4431660025457781305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/4431660025457781305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/4431660025457781305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/04/kings-highway-ticket.html' title='King&apos;s Highway ticket'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-5933824774879198792</id><published>2007-04-17T13:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T13:38:34.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Restaurant review</title><content type='html'>Found this in the Village Voice's NYC Guide: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Diamond Dairy Restaurant, 4 W 47th St, New York, NY 10036, West Side&lt;br /&gt;Phone: (212) 719-2694, Price: $&lt;br /&gt;Jewish, 42nd to 59th, Restaurants - General, Restaurants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramatically poised on a balcony above the National Jewelers Exchange, this old-fashioned Ashkenazic Jewish dairy restaurant features the usual dishes including blintzes, puddings, and rivers of sour cream. Baked fish is a particular specialty, but even better is cholent, a garlicky bean stew. All hail the orange kugel floating on top! Enjoy watching the jewelry transactions down below as you dine, and go as soon as possible, before this New York institution goes the way of Dubrow's and Hammer's."  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like it's a throwback to Dubrow's. I'll have to check it out next time I'm in NYC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-5933824774879198792?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/5933824774879198792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=5933824774879198792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5933824774879198792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5933824774879198792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/04/restaurant-review.html' title='Restaurant review'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-3006443864769454301</id><published>2007-04-03T23:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T23:35:49.999-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Dubrow family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dubrows.buzznet.com/user/photos/?id=4766633" &gt;&lt;img src="http://buzznet-68.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users15/dubrows/default/Dubrow_family--gallery-msg-117565666506.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a photo of the family of Benjamin Dubrow.  The smallest child is Ruthie Dubow, which dates this photo to just a year or two after her birth.  She is sitting on Benjamin's lap, and beside them is Sylvia, the next youngest. Sylvia went on to marry Irving Kaplan, my grandfather and an eventual manager and part owner of Dubrow's.  Beside her is Rose Dubrow, Benjamin's wife.  In the back row we have Lila, who would become the mother of Joe and Robert, who have both made appearances on this blog in comments and in the oral history I took last Passover.  Beside Lila is George, Benjamin's only son. He was a manager of Dubrow's until his tragic early death, and also the father of Irwin Dubrow, who was also a manager of Dubrow's.  Finally, the woman beside George is Minnie, who went on to marry Max Tobin. Both Max Tobin and his son, Paul Tobin, went on to be managers of Dubrow's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-3006443864769454301?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3006443864769454301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=3006443864769454301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3006443864769454301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3006443864769454301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/04/dubrow-family.html' title='Dubrow family'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-5714038202071007192</id><published>2007-04-01T00:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T23:33:43.632-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Seymour Gruber</title><content type='html'>Happy Pesach to everyone!  I'm back down in Miami with my family, and got this little story from my cousin Steven Gruber.  He recalled that his father, Seymour Gruber, was working as a young pediatrician in Brooklyn, and would make a lot of house calls.  Of course, after inviting him into their homes, they would invariably want to feed him, and not wanting to be rude...he'd accept.  They would bring him out some cakes, and then silverware with which to eat it...which was often Dubrow's silverware, pilfered from the restaurants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seymour also met his wife, Ruthie, through Dubrow's. Or rather, through Dubson's, which was a more upscale, traditional restaurant the family started for a short run.  Apparently Seymour would come in a lot, and Irving Kaplan, my grandfather, told him one day he had to meet his sister-in-law.  He introduced them, and they wound up getting married.  According to Steven, Irving would tell people he "fell in love with Seymour first" when describing Seymour and Ruthies's relatationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-5714038202071007192?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/5714038202071007192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=5714038202071007192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5714038202071007192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5714038202071007192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/04/seymour-gruber.html' title='Seymour Gruber'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-3378841539882316104</id><published>2007-03-30T08:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T08:54:27.514-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><title type='text'>Comparing Dubrow's to Bagel Nosh</title><content type='html'>In 1976, the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt; published an article entitled "You Can't Judge a Bagel By the Decor Around It" about the new chain of bagel shops called Bagel Nosh.  This Manhattan chain was apparently very successful - it spread as far away as California, and several copycat franchises popped up. It does not appear that the current California and Arizona company by the same name is related - according to their website they started in 1993.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general the article is about Bagel Nosh, and not unlike some of the glowing descriptive articles written about Dubrow's at different times, but what I find very interesting is that the owner of Bagel Nosh compares his restaurant to Dubrow's: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;'If you look in here and compare our crowd to the people you see next door at Dubrow's,' (Thomas) Quinn said by way of explaining his Seventh Avenue and 38th Street location, 'you'll notice we get the women and girls while they get the rackpushers and more traditional garment district types.' Women, in fact, outnumber men at lunch in that location by about six to one and, in general, exhibit a sort of career girl fashion awareness in dress.&lt;/i&gt;"   (&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, August 31, 1976)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-3378841539882316104?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3378841539882316104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=3378841539882316104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3378841539882316104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3378841539882316104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/03/comparing-dubrows-to-bagel-nosh.html' title='Comparing Dubrow&apos;s to Bagel Nosh'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-797712908277506745</id><published>2007-03-18T22:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T17:41:18.228-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><title type='text'>Metropolitan Diary</title><content type='html'>That's title of what looks like an article in New York Magazine (November 22, 1976).  It's written by Tom Buckley, and it's a piece about life in New York City.  I find this quote about Dubrow's very interesting: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;The Governor, one of the landmarks of the Garment Center, closed last month...Well, you can still catch up on the gossip of the salesmen and the cutters at Dubrow's, on 38th and Seventh.  Just tilt your chair up at an interesting table (that's your reservation) and go get your soup.&lt;/i&gt;"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know about tilting your chair up.  It's those little details I love to hear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-797712908277506745?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/797712908277506745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=797712908277506745' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/797712908277506745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/797712908277506745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/03/metropolitan-diary.html' title='Metropolitan Diary'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-5816357385793266778</id><published>2007-03-11T12:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T13:03:09.685-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obituary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>George Dubrow (1903-1956)</title><content type='html'>Found the list of obituaries offered for George Dubrow, who was manager of the Manhattan Dubrow's until his tragic, early death in a car accident: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;DUBROW &lt;/b&gt;- George. beloved husband of Fannie; devoted father of Irwin, Helene, and Leonard, loving son of Benjamin and Rose Dubrow; dear brother of Minnie Tobin, Lila Adler, Sylvia Kaplan, and Ruth Gruber. Services Wednesday, 1:30 PM, "The Riverside", Brooklyn, Ocean Parkway and Prospect Park. In lieu of flowers, contributions can be made to the Heart Fund or the Nephrosis Foundation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DUBROW&lt;/b&gt; - George. Local 325 Cooks, Countermen, Soda Dispensers, Food Checkers Cashiers, and Assistants Union, its officers and members, mourn the loss of George Dubrow, employer of our members. A person of deep integrity, gracious charity, and liberal intent, his will be an enduring monument in the history of man's humanity to man. We express our sincere sympathy to the bereaved members of his family. May his soul rest in peace. &lt;br /&gt;                                                        HARRY DALLES. President&lt;br /&gt;                                                        ABE SILVERSTEIN. Secretary-Treas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DUBROW&lt;/b&gt; - George. The Utica Parkway Street John Merchant's Association extends its heartfelt condolences to the Dubrow family. The good name of George Dubrow will long be remembered by his fellow merchants and the community.&lt;br /&gt;                                                        BERNARD KESSNER, President. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DUBROW &lt;/b&gt;- George.  The employes of Dubrow's Cafeteria mourn with deep sorrow the sudden and untimely passing of their beloved employer and friend, and extend to his bereaved family their sincere and heartfelt sympathy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DUBROW &lt;/b&gt;- George. The Board of Trustees of Beth-El Hospital notes with sorrow the sudden passing of our dear friend and benefactor. Our sincere condolences to his bereaved family.  &lt;br /&gt;                                                        BENNE KATZ, President. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DUBROW &lt;/b&gt;- George. The Officers and Directors of the Chronic Disease Hospital note with deep regret the passing of George Dubrow. Heartfelt condolences to the bereaved family. &lt;br /&gt;                                                        ISAAC ALBERT, President. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DUBROW &lt;/b&gt;- George. Temple Beth-El, Rockaway Park, sorrowfully announces the passing of its devoted member. Members please attend services. &lt;br /&gt;                                                        JAMES J. WOLFSON, President.&lt;br /&gt;                                                        DR. NATHAN KAPLAN, Secretary.&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It is an indicator of how important George was to the community that his obituary was the only one with multiple listings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-5816357385793266778?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/5816357385793266778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=5816357385793266778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5816357385793266778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5816357385793266778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/03/george-dubrow-1903-1956.html' title='George Dubrow (1903-1956)'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2279146854572870286</id><published>2007-03-04T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T09:46:46.712-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King&apos;s Highway'/><title type='text'>Richard Peck quote</title><content type='html'>Author Richard Peck wrote an article for the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt; about Brooklyn, and Dubrow's gets a mention: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;If Flatbush has a southern frontier, it is King's Highway. The commerce along Flatbush Avenue is beginning to go to seed, but King's Highway is a vital retail area. There is the London Fruit Market and the 1940's glamour of Dubrow's Cafeteria.  There is Perlson's for men's wear, featuring pearl-buttoned denim for Brooklyn cowboys.&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;                                                                (&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, April 29,1973)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of the article mentions his book &lt;i&gt;Dreamland Lake&lt;/i&gt;, which may relate in someway to the article, which is a nostalgic/historical piece.  But it is one of a series of articles that document the changes beginning to take place in Brooklyn, of which Dubrow's was a part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2279146854572870286?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2279146854572870286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2279146854572870286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2279146854572870286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2279146854572870286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/03/richard-peck-quote.html' title='Richard Peck quote'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2348597434029440287</id><published>2007-03-02T17:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T17:22:53.898-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><title type='text'>Sandy Koufax at Dubrow's</title><content type='html'>Excerpted from &lt;em&gt;The Dodgers: 12 Years of Dodgers Baseball&lt;/em&gt; by Glenn Stout: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sophomore year, Koufax returned to Cinncinnati with a $20,000 Dodger offer and a dilemma. "He wanted to know what I thought, because, you know, Jews don't do that," Rothenberg remembered. I said, "Sandy, if these guys think you're that good that they're offering you that kind of money, take it. You can always go back to college." That was the last time I talked to him. Then he was just gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day he signed with the home team, Marv Raab saw him standing outside Dubrow's Cafeteria in Brooklyn, a lanky kid in a Lafayette sweatshirt, telling the world, "I just signed with the Dodgers!" He seemed as surprised as everyone else." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same quote from Marv Raab is also excerpted in &lt;em&gt;Sandy Koufax: A Lefty's Legacy&lt;/em&gt; by Jane Leavy, though I'm not sure which book came out first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2348597434029440287?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2348597434029440287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2348597434029440287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2348597434029440287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2348597434029440287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/03/sandy-koufax-at-dubrows.html' title='Sandy Koufax at Dubrow&apos;s'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-298634986653006876</id><published>2007-02-20T19:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T19:48:50.049-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Leo Martin in the news again</title><content type='html'>Very interesting. A year later, Leo Martin shows up in the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt; again, but this time with the headline: "Four Food Dealers Held as Bribers."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Operators of a cafeteria and three bakeries were arrested yesterday on charges of offering bribes to health inspectors to avoid the notoriety of appearing on the "dirty restaurant list" that warns the public of health violations, according to the complaint." &lt;/i&gt; (&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, November 17, 1971)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, at four different restaurants, the owners offered between $10 and $50 to inspectors in order to avoid flunking their food inspections. The deputy commissioner at the time, David Dorsen, was quoted as saying that this is the first time charges have been pressed against anyone attempting to offer bribes, and the law making restaurants who don't pass inspection public went into effect in July of 1971.  It sounds like this was a case of setting the standard for other restaurants - i.e. take this seriously, don't try and buy your way out of these new regulations.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's interesting, though is that it goes on to mention that all the restaurants had previously come up with a clean inspection: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Previously, the four businesses cited, including Dubrow's, the popular cafeteria in the garment district, had been given clean bills of health, with no ciolations (sic) cited by H.S.A inspectors, who are known as "sanitarians," Mr. Dorsen said....The four men arrested and charged with bribery and giving unlawful gratuities were identified as Leib Braunfeld, 52, of Gertel Bakery, 53 Hester Street, charged with a $10 bribe offered on November 3; Herb Geller, 26, of Original Royal Bakery, 237 West 72nd Street, charged with offering a $20 bribe on November 13; Leo Martin, 56, of Dubrow's Cafeteria, 515 Seventh Ave, charged with offering a $50 bribe on November 14; and Adolph Mersberg, of Mersberg Bakery, 64-00 Metropolitan Avenue, Queens, with the complaint listing a $10 bribe offered on October 25. "&lt;/i&gt; (Ibid.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was probably a pretty minor incident, in the grand scheme of things, but it does raise some questions - why would Dubrow's not pass that year, when previously it had? Is it just a coincidence that it comes a year after Leo Martin's big push for increased productivity, or did he sacrifice some standards to get there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-298634986653006876?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/298634986653006876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=298634986653006876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/298634986653006876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/298634986653006876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/02/leo-martin-in-news-again.html' title='Leo Martin in the news again'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-6174362613534061949</id><published>2007-02-17T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T00:02:11.140-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>"Dubrow's is no ordinary cafeteria"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dubrows.buzznet.com/user/photos/?id=4341503" &gt;&lt;img src="http://buzznet-41.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users15/dubrows/default/msg-117148827648.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this article, about a year after the death of Irwin Dubrow, we find out what happened to the Manhattan Dubrow's that Irwin ran for many years: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Leo Martin got in an awful rut a while back. Like any other businessman in this inflationary era, his costs were galloping upward and his profitability - indeed the very existence of the cafeteria he operates at 515 Seventh Avenue and 38th Street - was threatened.  This was no small matter to him because he not only operates Dubrow's cafeteria in the garment district, but since last October he has owned 30 percent. "Every time my costs went up, I would try and pass it on to the customer. Each time I raised my prices, I served fewer and fewer customers," he explained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business dropped from 5,500 customers a day to somewhere between 4,300 and 4,600 by the third week in May. We were starting to lose money for the first time since I took over full management last October on the death of the grandson of the founder," he said. &lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, October 26, 1971)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article goes on to give us a good detail about Mr. Martin, as well as the history of the changes in owners and managers over the years: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;The other Dubrow cafeteria, at King's Highway and East 16th street, is owned by a relative of the founders. It's a separate business.  Mr. Martin was no newcomer to the business.  He began as an assistant manager in the Dubrow cafeteria on King's Highway in 1939. He had been general manager successively of three Dubrow cafeterias, the last one being the Seventh Avenue one. He left Dubrow's in 1959 to become general manager for the Arthur Maisel restaurants. When  the Maisel restaurants liquidated, the Dubrows asked Mr. Martin to come back. That was in October, 1968, and he's been there ever since. &lt;/i&gt;" (Ibid.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article is not just a character piece about Leo Martin, however, as it goes on to try to understand the realities facing the cafeteria in New York City: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Mr. Martin was not only in a restaurant where business was falling, he was in an industry that failed to adjust. At one time, there were perhaps 300 cafeterias in the city as big as the Dubrows Seventh Avenue one - it seats 450 - now there are 25 of them and many are in trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I realized the fact that the cafeterias had outpriced themselves and were not competitive with the average man's eating place, " Mr. Martin recounted. "Hamburger stands, pushcarts in the street, small coffee shops, and even some medium-priced restaurants were all outselling us." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was easy for Mr. Martin to fall into the trap of raising prices. Dubrow's is no ordinary cafeteria. At dinner, a dessert cart serves the tables directly. The pastries on that cart art all produced on the premises. Dubrow's employs 11 bakers who make Vienna rolls, stangell, a salt stick, pletsl, a thin crisp roll garnished with on-"&lt;/i&gt; (Ibid.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here the article continues on another page that is apparently not included in the download. But it picks up shortly thereafter and explains how Leo Martin helped Dubrow's survive when other cafeterias were faltering: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;...Mr. Martin naturally expected to get good prices. Yet the fact remained that, while quality was high, the customers just weren't coming into the restaurant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all things, New York City's extending of a 7 percent sales tax to meals below a dollar proved to be fortuitous. The customers resented it naturally, and this didn't help business. Mr. Martin, a 55-year-old slim man with wavy black hair and a mustache, knew he had to do something drastic to regain his business. It wouldn't be easy. The garment district, in which the restaurant was centered, had become more and more depressed...He decided to use one of the oldest gimmicks in merchandising - the loss leader.  What's more, he tied it to the 7 percent "hot dog" tax, as the levy, which starts at 15 cents, has been called. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He explained: "We decided to absorb the 7 percent tax on a selected list of specials on which we reduced our prices substantially. For example, a hamburger and coffee at lunch, which used to bring $1.02 including the 7 percent tax, we now featured for 69 cents." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...This kind of special is enough to make any restaurant man apprehensive. Mr. Martin admits that, if his customers bought nothing else, the specials would put him out of business. It didn't work that way - about 25 percent of the customers are ordering specials - and it almost never does, he explained..."We have reacquainted old and new customers with Dubrow's and our tremendous selection of food. Consequently, we have people coming in daily who eat the special once a week or twice a week - but not all the time. The rest of the week, they buy regular items.&lt;/i&gt;" (Ibid.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially, Dubrow's saved itself for another decade and a half, while other cafeterias were closing, by building on its strength - loyal customers.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;The reason production is so important to Dubrow's is that an establishment as big as this must have a large basic production crew. The solution was increase dollar volume without increasing the payroll. When the specials began on September 22, volume soared immediately, Mr. Martin said, adding: "We're now serving about a thousand customers a day more than we did before the loss leaders. Our average day - we're open 16 hours, until 10 PM, we serve breakfast, lunch, and dinner - brings in between 5,500 and 5,600 customers a day"&lt;/i&gt;..." (Ibid.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Martin goes on to crunch the numbers - I presume this article was written for the business section of the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, as it has a decidedly business feel. I also imagine that the publicity garnered from the article didn't hurt business, either, so that was a good business move as well.  He also goes on to note that not all the employees were so happy about the changes, as for them, it meant more work and not any more money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-6174362613534061949?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/6174362613534061949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=6174362613534061949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6174362613534061949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6174362613534061949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/02/dubrows-is-no-ordinary-cafeteria.html' title='&quot;Dubrow&apos;s is no ordinary cafeteria&quot;'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-7742500762428727666</id><published>2007-02-16T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T17:48:32.570-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obituary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Irwin Dubrow</title><content type='html'>Among the articles about Dubrow's I found in the New York Times database, I also found Irwin Dubrow's obituary. In the copy available to download, it looks like part of the header has been cut off. It reads "Irwin Dubrow, 39, Dead;" and the presence of the semicolon indicates more text, as do the stray black marks found underneath.  But mostly it's just white space, so I don't know what the rest of the header read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obituary goes on to report his death, with no mention of how he died: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Mr. Dubrow headed Dubrow's, which operated a cafeteria at 515 Seventh Avenue, near 39th street, and another on 35th street off Seventh Avenue.  He also operated Alfie's a bar and grill at Third Avenue and 74th Street, and a restaurant on King's Highway in Brooklyn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a director of the Karen Horney Clinic and a director of Affiliated Restaurateurs, Inc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He leaves his wife, the former Ann Tuck, two daughters, Joanne and Barbara, a sister, Mrs. Helene Grossman, and his mother, Mrs. Fannie Dubrow Rubin.&lt;/i&gt; " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, October 6, 1970) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little backstory: Irwin Dubrow, who was the grandson of Benjamin Dubrow, killed himself.  I am guessing that that is what is in the rest of the headline, though I am not sure if it was intentionally blotted out.  I know that Dubrow's was closed for a little while following his suicide, which is understandable since it was a family crisis, both personally and in terms of the business. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not, however, know that there was another cafeteria owned by the family in Manhattan, nor did I know how many different jobs Irwin was doing at once.  Was the "other restaurant" on King's Highway actually Dubrow's?  Or did the family own a different restaurant on King's Highway later on? And Karen Horney clinic? Does that mean he was a social worker on top of being a businessman?  I know Joanne, his daughter, has chimed in on this blog at times, so perhaps she will add some of her thoughts.  Also, Irwin left behind another brother, Leonard, who for unknown reasons is not mentioned in the obituary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-7742500762428727666?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/7742500762428727666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=7742500762428727666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/7742500762428727666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/7742500762428727666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/02/irwin-dubrow.html' title='Irwin Dubrow'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2195025282610293460</id><published>2007-02-14T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T16:09:05.602-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eastern Parkway'/><title type='text'>End of another New York cafeteria</title><content type='html'>Continuing the theme of understanding the demise of New York City's cafeterias, I found this article about the closing of another cafeteria, Garfield's, which was located at the corner of Flatbush and Church Avenues in Brooklyn.  According to the article, it officially close on July 6, 1971, "after declining business had forced its demise."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article goes on to reference the Dubrow's on Eastern Parkway: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Garfield's, in its heyday, was known throughout Brooklyn, mentioned in the same breath with Dubrow's on Eastern Parkway and Utica Ave and Hoffman's on Pitkin and Saratoga Avenues, which are also gone."  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  (&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, July 25, 1971)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2195025282610293460?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2195025282610293460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2195025282610293460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2195025282610293460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2195025282610293460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/02/end-of-another-new-york-cafeteria.html' title='End of another New York cafeteria'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-6054259989772900654</id><published>2007-02-12T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T13:05:40.398-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Foreshadowing the end of Dubrow's</title><content type='html'>I found an article by Murray Schumach in the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt; that talks about the decline in New York's cafeterias. It was written in 1969 - which is interesting to note because it means problems started for the cafeteria business quite early on. It also means Dubrow's survived the decline for a decade and a half, much longer than others in the city.  Schumach writes: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Affluence has already cannibalized more than two-thirds of those mirrored citadels that became symbols of the city and transferred the tempo of the subway to the stomach.&lt;/i&gt;"   (&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, August 18, 1969)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes on to quote customers and the owners of the Governor Cafeteria and the Belmore Cafeteria before talking about Dubrow's: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;And at Dubrow's, an equally successful cafeteria at Seventh Ave and 38th Street, the owner, Irwin Dubrow, grandson of the founder of the business, says: "A cafeterial can't pass along increased prices and wages the way other eating places do.  A couple years ago we raised our price of coffee from 10 cents to 15. We were only doing what everybody else was doing. But we lost 1,500 customers a day and we still haven't gotten them all back."&lt;/i&gt;"  (Ibid.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes on to reference two Hector's Cafeterias, Garfield's, Dixon's, the King's Highway Dubrow's, the 167th Street Cafeteria, and the Concord as other currently surviving but struggling cafeterias.  He doesn't reference the Eastern Parkway Dubrow's - I don't know if this means it had closed by now, or what.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also interviews a customer in the Manhattan Dubrow's later in the article, and mentions Leo Martin, who came up earlier on this blog because his obituary mentioned working at Dubrow's: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;One recent afternoon, in the Manhattan Dubrow's, Charles Abbott, a salesman, was asked as he sat squeezed at a table among two strangers, why he liked cafeterias.  He replied, "You get out quick. The price is right. And with such an output, you never get a stale sandwich." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo Martin, an executive at the cafeteria, says that a study showed that during the lunch hour the average customer was out in 19 minutes. At The Governor, the calculations show that...each of the 426 seats is turned over seven times between noon and 2 PM.&lt;/i&gt;"  (Ibid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's interesting about this is that it contradicts some of what readers have shared about liking so much about Dubrow's - the ability to "plunk down a quarter for a cup of coffee and sit all day" as my great-aunt Marian said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-6054259989772900654?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/6054259989772900654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=6054259989772900654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6054259989772900654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6054259989772900654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/02/foreshadowing-end-of-dubrows.html' title='Foreshadowing the end of Dubrow&apos;s'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-9179080164485892337</id><published>2007-02-07T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T19:13:51.358-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King&apos;s Highway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Dubrow's as a community center</title><content type='html'>I found two articles from the 1960's, both of which reference Dubrow's as a center of political and community life in Brooklyn. The first one is about the Patrolmen's Benevolent Association rallying the community to vote 'yes' to eliminate the Civilian Complaint Review Board, claiming that "the existence of the board prevents policemen from taking appropriate action to fight crime." (&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, October 24, 1966) Apparently the language of the ballot measure was sufficiently confusing, because the article goes on: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A yes vote bars civilians from serving. Thus anyone favoring the present board must vote no to support it.  This produced bewilderment.  In front of Dubrow's Cafeteria on King's Highway at 16th street, a campaign worker spoke in a mixture of Yiddish and English in an effort to clarify things for an elderly man." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This campaign hit up all the stops in Brooklyn - the article goes on to say that they made stops at Trump Village shopping center in Brighton Beach and Nathan's Famous before coming to Dubrow's, and from Dubrow's they planned another stop at the Brighton Beach Baths.  The article also references a politician named Lindsay and blames much of the current political issues on him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years later, Lindsay, who it turns out was the mayor at the time, is also booed in front of Dubrow's: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;At King's Highway and East 16th street in Brooklyn, the crowd was so vehemently anti-Lindsay over the school strike that (Senator Jacob) Javitz, a master at soothing angry crowds, said several times that there was no point in continuing since he could not be heard, even with a microphone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Mayor is in a tough spot - it may even be his own fault," the Senator told a crowd that including angry teachers and parents outside Dubrow's Cafeteria. But just as he is jeered today, he may be cheered tomorrow."&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;                                          (Tolchin, M. "Lindsay Backlash Confronts Javitz." &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, October 17, 1968)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone remember these particular political events? The theme is consistent with memories people have shared earlier on this blog about the King's Highway Dubrow's being a popular place for politicians to stump.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-9179080164485892337?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/9179080164485892337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=9179080164485892337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/9179080164485892337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/9179080164485892337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/02/dubrows-as-community-center.html' title='Dubrow&apos;s as a community center'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-3433760759869597344</id><published>2007-02-05T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T10:00:07.558-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><title type='text'>Private Investors Start Parking Garage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dubrows.buzznet.com/user/photos/?id=4270781" &gt;&lt;img src="http://buzznet-67.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users15/dubrows/default/msg-117071601155.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo accompanied an article about plans to build a 400 car parking garage in the same block as the Dubrow's Cafeteria in Manhattan. If you look closely (resolution on the photo is not great) you can see the Dubrow's sign on both sides of the building. It touts the construction because "it will give Manhattan's West Side its first privately financed storage center since construction of the Radio City garage." (&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, January 7,1951)  Those financers called themselves "515 Seventh Avenue Corporation" and are headed by Lawrence Mayer, David Harris, and Irving Karpas.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;i&gt;Times&lt;/i&gt; article cuts off, so other then in the photo there's no explicit reference to Dubrow's.  It would seem to me that this would have been in the very early years of the Manhattan Dubrow's - in fact, it might even be the initial plans for that location. I'm not sure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it would seem to me that this is a premonition of the demise of Dubrow's - after all, even though Dubrow's served the garment workers in Manhattan for many years, I suspect the 400 car garage was not built for them, and so the need for such a construction suggests that even as early as the 1950's the face of Manhattan was beginning to change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-3433760759869597344?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3433760759869597344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=3433760759869597344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3433760759869597344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/3433760759869597344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/02/private-investors-start-parking-garage.html' title='Private Investors Start Parking Garage'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2845527886989624222</id><published>2007-01-28T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T18:38:45.796-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King&apos;s Highway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime'/><title type='text'>Dubrow's robbed</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;$14,000 Taken In Hold-up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;An apparently intoxicated man staggered up to the manager of crowded Dubrow's Cafeteria, 1521 King's Highway. Brooklyn at 12:45 o'clock this morning, took between $14,000 and $15,000, reeled out, and disappeared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The victim was Max Tobin, 48 years old, manager and part owner of the restaurant, which is at East Sixteenth Street in the Sheepshead Bay section. He said 450 customers and 50 employes were unaware of the holdup in a balcony office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Tobin said he noticed a man reeling along behind him as he went to a balcony but thought he was going to a washroom. However, Mr. Tobin said, as he unlocked the door to the office, the man bumped into him, knocked him inside, then produced a small black pistol and told the manager to sit down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking the money from the safe to robber bound and gagged Mr. Tobin, said "So long" and left.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, January 7, 1952)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How scary is that?  The whole robbery took place while Max Tobin was isolated and helpless.  No one was even aware of what happened and therefore couldn't try to intervene or call the police.  Thank G-d the man didn't turn out to be more violent, or Max might have been killed or injured.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2845527886989624222?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2845527886989624222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2845527886989624222' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2845527886989624222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2845527886989624222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/01/dubrows-robbed.html' title='Dubrow&apos;s robbed'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2447154494943650338</id><published>2007-01-25T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T23:48:58.413-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King&apos;s Highway'/><title type='text'>More property purchases</title><content type='html'>In the other 1942 article about Dubrow's in the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, it's a notification of a property purchase in Brooklyn and Manhattan.  I won't reprint the whole article here, but here's the line about Dubrow's: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"In Brooklyn, the blockfront adjoining Dubrow's Cafeteria at King's Highway and East Sixteenth Street, running to Avenue P, was purchased by the concern that owns the cafeteria through the David Jaret Company, broker." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           (&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, August 11, 1942)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I'm not sure why this block of property would have been purchased? Anyone know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my mom about the purchase of property in Woodmere, and she had no recollection of a Dubrow's opening up there.  However, she mentioned that at one point family members expanded to open a more traditional restaurant called Dubson's. I wonder if that could have been the reason for that property purchase.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2447154494943650338?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2447154494943650338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2447154494943650338' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2447154494943650338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2447154494943650338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/01/more-property-purchases.html' title='More property purchases'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2094873166659151597</id><published>2007-01-24T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T23:52:11.205-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unionizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eastern Parkway'/><title type='text'>Union Settlement Comes in War Stamps</title><content type='html'>This is the oldest article about Dubrow's I found in the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt; database. Among other things, it adds some details to my cousin Joe's story about Dubrow's being unionized.  It also says a lot about the times that the union was willing to negotiate part of their pay raise to be in war bonds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unions Win Pay Rise; Part In War Stamps&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, February 14, 1942) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The national defense effort received impetus from a wage settlement negotiated yesterday between Local 325 of the Cooks, Countermen, and Soda Dispensers Union, A.F. of L. and Dubrow's Cafeteria, 1110 Eastern Parkway, Brooklyn. The contract stipulated that 25 cents, or about 9 percent, of a $2.75 weekly increase should be paid by the company in war savings stamps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 25-cent stamps in the weekly pay envelopes of the sixty employes will yield the defense effort $780 annually. The increase was granted to the employers in addition to a forty-eight hour, six-day week, a closed shop, arbitration of grievances, and vacations with pay ranging from one week for employes in service for one year, and three days for employes in service six months or less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the new wage agreement had been signed for the company by Louis Shapiro, counsel, and for the union by Sidney Elliot Cohn, attorney, Irving Halpern, president of Local 325 disclosed that 3,000 members of the union had invested $7,000 of their treasury's funds in defense bonds and would double the amount as soon as it was convenient for officers to make the purchase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Local 325 opened negotiations for a new contract it asked for a weekly increase of $3 for its sixty members employed at Dubrow's Cafeteria.  The company countered with an offer of $2, and a deadlock ensued. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The war savings stamp idea was put forward as a compromise, and both sides quickly reached an agreement.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2094873166659151597?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2094873166659151597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2094873166659151597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2094873166659151597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2094873166659151597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/01/union-settlement-comes-in-war-stamps.html' title='Union Settlement Comes in War Stamps'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-6317327197888591805</id><published>2007-01-23T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T23:50:02.519-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><title type='text'>A major correction</title><content type='html'>After spending much of last year collecting oral history from family members about Dubrow's, it appears I am entering a new phase of memorializing Dubrow's - the research phase.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently discovered that the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt; has a database of archived articles going back to 1851.  Many of these, it turns out, mention Dubrow's, so over the next few weeks I will be sorting through these articles and making sense of them. A few of them are incomplete in the online database, but I've got the references so I can trek out to the library to find the originals.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with a major correction: when Dubrow's Cafeteria actually began.  I had always placed the beginning of Dubrow's as being in the 1950's, but now I think that may just be the Manhattan restaurant.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following little blurb gives me new information, and also raises a few questions: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Dubrow's Cafeteria chain has leased 6,000 square feet of store space in Irving Steinberg's twelve-unit taxpayer at 353 Broadway in Woodmere, L.I. for its first retail food and bake shop. Mr. Steinberg twenty-three years ago leased space in Brooklyn to Dubrow's for its first cafeteria." &lt;/i&gt;  (&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, July 20, 1952)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing a little math, based on the year the blurb was published, the first Dubrow's was opened in 1929 - much earlier than I had thought.  This would have been either the Eastern Parkway Dubrow's or the King's Highway Dubrow's.  The earliest articles I found in the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt; about Dubrow's go back to 1941. Those will be forthcoming.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what is this about a "food and bake shop" in Woodmere, Long Island? I don't know anything about this venture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-6317327197888591805?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/6317327197888591805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=6317327197888591805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6317327197888591805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6317327197888591805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/01/major-correction.html' title='A major correction'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-6314481410223666448</id><published>2007-01-10T21:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:28:04.899-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>The condo was brought to you by Dubrow's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users15/dubrows/default/homage-to-dubrows--gallery-msg-116848336878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users15/dubrows/default/homage-to-dubrows--gallery-msg-116848336878.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more personal note, I moved recently.  My spouse and I purchased a condominium in the Boston area.  It's nice to not be paying rent anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason we could afford to do so, and get an excellent, 30-year mortgage, is because of Dubrow's Cafeteria. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, my grandfather, Benjamin Dubrow's son-in-law, was the last owner of Dubrow's, and he made the decision to sell because the cost of New York real estate was more than it could turn in profits.  But selling gave him a good chunk of money, which upon his death in 2001 (two weeks after 9/11) and my grandmother's death in 2005, was left to my mother, my aunt, and his six grandchildren.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've always had a diner theme in our kitchen, because my spouse and I have a thing for diners.  But now it's more special than ever, and very fitting, because it's an homage to Dubrow's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-6314481410223666448?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/6314481410223666448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=6314481410223666448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6314481410223666448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/6314481410223666448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2007/01/homage-to-dubrows.html' title='The condo was brought to you by Dubrow&apos;s'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-8118818788611270126</id><published>2006-12-04T15:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T22:08:52.361-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Dubrow's as cultural milepost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2005/12/dubrows-across-politics.html"&gt;About a year ago&lt;/a&gt;, I found a reference in another blog to a visit to Brooklyn by JFK, which apparently took place right in front of Dubrow's Cafeteria. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I found another reference to what may be the same event, in &lt;a href="http://timesunion.com/AspStories/storyprint.asp?StoryID=537000"&gt;an article by Carol DeMare&lt;/a&gt;, as the subject of her story recalls JFK's assassination:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Albany attorney Jerry Weiss, was 18 and working in the accounting department of Irving Bank and Trust Co. on Wall Street while attending college. A co-worker heard it over the radio, and "we thought he was kidding, and when we realized he wasn't, a pall came over, and by the time we left ... it was dark and dismal." The subway was dead silent "and people were literally crying, tears running down their cheeks," Weiss said. "It was the most eerie awful train ride home ever." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weiss, 61, was energized seeing the candidate in Brooklyn outside Dubrow's Cafeteria where 10,000 came out. "This figure jutting up from a convertible, it was magical. I think he stood for the notion we can be better than we are as a nation, so when it was lights out, it was a terrible blow."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-8118818788611270126?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/8118818788611270126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=8118818788611270126' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/8118818788611270126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/8118818788611270126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2006/12/dubrows-as-cultural-milepost.html' title='Dubrow&apos;s as cultural milepost'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-1842233821599581372</id><published>2006-11-30T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T22:09:52.032-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Family-owned business</title><content type='html'>I believe this is the last of the stories I collected over last Passover. It's sort of two stories in one, told by my mother. First, she recalls working at Dubrow's and trying to get take-out orders right. Then, she tells a story about a situation unique to working in a family-owned business...&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;OK. So I would answer all the phones, and mostly it was nothing. But from about 11 to 1, we’d get all these huge office runs, from the, uh, fashion district, and I remember the guy who was running the outgoing business, was real anxious sort, but he was always yelling, and pulling out clumps of his hair. No, really, he had like bald spots from literally pulling out his hair. And invariably I would get the whole order, it was big, like twenty sandwiches, and forget to ask, “do you want pumpernickel or rye?” On each sandwich I had to ask them that. And he would see my order and see I didn’t have that down, and he would – (I would say:) “I swear, they all wanted rye bread!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he arrived at work, and he would always come by and find out how I was doing, and so one day I said to him, there’s this man– he keeps looking at me – and he was so excited, it was something he could get into, because I’m sixteen, and no one should be looking at his cousin, and he says “oh – tell me the next time you see him, point him out to me!” He was hoping to push him down the stairs or something. So, uh - no really he was, he was looking for a fight– so, um, finally, I did see him again, and I said “He’s over there, in the corner there.” He says, “Where, where?” I said “Over there in the corner.” He said “well, tell me where he is – is he next to cousin PG?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Stewart: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;It is cousin PG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Bonnie:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;It is cousin PG – he (was) staring at me because I look like Sylvia. Is that funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Stewart is my uncle, the husband of my mother's sister Beth. Sylvia was, of course, Irving Kaplan's wife and Benjamin Dubrow's second youngest daughter. Apparently my mother had a cousin she didn't know, who wandered into Dubrow's, and was watching her because of her resemblence to her mother. Which is just the kind of thing that would only ever happen in a family-owned business. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-1842233821599581372?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/1842233821599581372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=1842233821599581372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1842233821599581372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/1842233821599581372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2006/11/family-owned-business.html' title='Family-owned business'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-2740094474250695884</id><published>2006-11-27T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T22:11:13.695-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><title type='text'>Dubrow's mentioned in an obituary</title><content type='html'>From an obituary for &lt;a href="http://www.meta-gizmo.com/tri/harvey.html"&gt;"Dr. Harvey 'Gizmo' Rosenburg"&lt;/a&gt; by Gayle Gleckler, the deceased's self-described "first ex-wife."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I met Harvey in 1974 at Leber Katz Partners Advertising where he was consulting the agency to help us win the Celanese account. We didn't get the account. But I won Harvey. My life started spinning instantly. A whirlwind romance...we were married at the UN Chapel, handholding friends circling around us as we said our vows to be true while simultaneously letting each other be free spirits. An inspirational conundrum. Our black tie reception was held at his family's famous Dubrow's Cafeteria in the Garment Center. The great deco room was filled with minks, diamonds, amazing music, and my creative centerpieces made of carrots, celery and parsley. His grandma told me later she took a few home. They were delicious and made a great soup. Advertising, fashion folks from Manhattan, his mom, Helen, hisdad, Henry, Phyliss, Paul, family from Brooklyn and the five towns went through the cafeteria line for seconds and thirds of blintzes, pastrami, rice pudding."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what's interesting here is that the author of this memorial says Harvey was a member of the family, yet I've never heard of him. Maybe he was a member of the larger Dubrow's family.  Still, the idea of a wedding reception at Dubrow's seems like it would be memorable.  I wonder if he was the only one to do so.  Does anyone remember him? He sounds like quite a character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, later she makes mention a disturbing incident:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Nothing with Harvey was ordinary. In the midst of the nuptial excitement and happiness of this splendiferous occasion there was a random murder - I believe a stabbing - outside Dubrow's that night."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Surely someone knows something about this? A murder that took place outside Dubrow's? Anyone recall hearing about this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-2740094474250695884?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2740094474250695884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=2740094474250695884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2740094474250695884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/2740094474250695884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2006/11/from-obituary-for-dr.html' title='Dubrow&apos;s mentioned in an obituary'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-5853888094002329894</id><published>2006-11-15T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T22:12:01.025-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><title type='text'>A few other tidbits</title><content type='html'>I'm in the middle of moving across town, so I've been too busy to do much with this blog lately, but I found a couple interesting things on the internet today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dubrow's Table Talk&lt;br /&gt;Published: August 16, 1985&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the Editor:&lt;br /&gt;A eulogy for New York's late Dubrow's cafeteria (news story, Aug. 3):&lt;br /&gt;I went there for lunch a few months ago. As was the custom, a stranger, about my father's age, sat down at my table. He looked at my tray - blintzes, coffee and Boston cream pie - and then did his duty: ''You call that lunch?'' STEPHEN DRUCKER New York, Aug. 5, 1985 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, &lt;a href="http://www.gablestage.org/index.html?news-20010325.html"&gt;in this article &lt;/a&gt;about my cousin Joe, who worked at Dubrow's and who has shared several of his memories of Dubrow's, the author mentions the Dubrow's that was opened on Lincoln Road in Miami Beach. Anyone remember that one? How did it differ? How was it similar? How long was it open?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-5853888094002329894?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/5853888094002329894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=5853888094002329894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5853888094002329894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/5853888094002329894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2006/11/few-other-tidbits.html' title='A few other tidbits'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-427764913992717096</id><published>2006-11-15T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:41:13.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Cafeteria" (VHS, 2000)</title><content type='html'>Just noticed on &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1569942064/ref=olp_product_details/002-8891661-2169615?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;seller="&gt;Amazon.com &lt;/a&gt;there's a bunch of copies of this video for sale. It's pretty good. Kind of depressing. It's an American Playhouse production, released on video in 2000, and based on the short story by Isaac Bashevis Singer. I think I might buy myself a copy at some point, mostly for the footage of Dubrow's, where it was filmed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-427764913992717096?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/427764913992717096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=427764913992717096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/427764913992717096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/427764913992717096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2006/11/cafeteria-vhs-2000.html' title='&quot;The Cafeteria&quot; (VHS, 2000)'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-116191834762279737</id><published>2006-10-26T23:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T22:14:09.637-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhattan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working at Dubrow&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Stealing from Dubrow's</title><content type='html'>More memories from the stories I tape recorded and transcribed while I was down in Miami for Passover...again, Bonnie is my mother (Benjamin Dubrow's granddaughter) and Ruthie is my great-aunt (Benjamin's youngest daughter).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bonnie:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Well, Irving told me a great one, that when he was running Dubrow’s, he told the help, uh, you have to also help us not have people stealing, so if you see people stealing, let me know. So, uh, one of the waiters sees a person that had cottage cheese for like, ten cents, had a prune, it was like fifteen cents.  He saw somebody push the prune into the cottage cheese and cover it up! So – he dutifully reports it.  I mean, what is he going to do – he wanted the help to be wary – what is he going to do – “Is there a prune buried in your cottage cheese?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruthie:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Well how about the story on 7th Avenue, when, uh, your father found out some guy was regularly stealing the two dollar cakes, they cost two dollars, or three dollars, whatever they were – he was putting them in his pocket – knowing your father, you’re not going to be surprised to know this – when they finally caught him, he said “you know, I don’t mind you having it, I’m glad you like it, but supposing you pay for it?” He said “I should pay for something so small?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-116191834762279737?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/116191834762279737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=116191834762279737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/116191834762279737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/116191834762279737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2006/10/stealing-from-dubrows.html' title='Stealing from Dubrow&apos;s'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-116118970146972920</id><published>2006-10-18T12:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T22:14:48.400-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King&apos;s Highway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eastern Parkway'/><title type='text'>Eastern Parkway Dubrow's</title><content type='html'>I received a great link to &lt;a href="http://brooklynboard.com/messages/66307.html"&gt;a message board &lt;/a&gt;where people recalled memories of the Dubrow's on Eastern Parkway. I thought I's highlight some of the comments here, because so little has emerged about this Dubrow's - most of the stories have been about the Manhattan and King's Highway locations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walter starts things off by writing: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Who remembers Dubrow's on Eastern Parkway and Utica Ave...Corned Beef, Pastrami, Chopped Liver, Chopped Herring..great bread and all the seltzer you could drink...I got heartburn just writing about this "delicious" place."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kath replies: &lt;em&gt;"Dubrow's changed the face of truth in menu laws because it's sandwich salads were not as labeled. The chicken salad had turkey scraps left over from the carving station so they had to call it poultry salad. Tuna was renamed tuna and egg salad, etc. Who cared? We loved them!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara wrote&lt;em&gt;:"Kings Highway was the one I went to. Great place for people watching. Some of the strangest people I've ever observed were regulars at Dubrow's. Best bagle (sic) with lox and cream cheese for only $1.35 in the mid 70's. I remember being at a rally in front of Dubrow's for Hubert Humphrey when he was running for president in the sixties. Lot's (sic) of celebrities were there and my friend and I were almost trampled in the crowd."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe wrote: &lt;em&gt;"how about the waffles?? best i ever had - and the coffee came with cream in little ceramic mugs - the city has lost a lot of good places to eat - the Automat was a great place - to this day i've never had macaroni and cheese or baked beans like they made them." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another person wrote in: &lt;em&gt;"And besides all the wonderful food you already mentioned they also had a rice pudding or noodle pudding with warm cherry sauce that I loved --something I can't find anymore. I used to love those cafeterias." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, users named Barry and Art Weiss concluded that &lt;em&gt;"The Dubrow's on Kings Highway was better."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-116118970146972920?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/116118970146972920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=116118970146972920' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/116118970146972920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/116118970146972920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2006/10/eastern-parkway-dubrows.html' title='Eastern Parkway Dubrow&apos;s'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507655.post-115998344097424045</id><published>2006-10-04T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:24:29.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now that we're into this thing...</title><content type='html'>I'm really curious to know about who's visiting, who's reading, and what your experiences have been - either with Dubrow's, or with the blog. &lt;strong&gt; Please comment on this post, even if you do so anonymously, so I know you're here. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you do, please answer these questions: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you find this blog? &lt;br /&gt;2. What was your experience of Dubrow's Cafeteria?&lt;br /&gt;3. What part of the world do you now live in? &lt;br /&gt;4. How often do you visit this blog? &lt;br /&gt;5. What would you like to see me do differently? What would not want to see changed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're approaching 1000 hits since I installed the counter a couple months ago, which is fantastic. Now I want to know more about all of who have been by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507655-115998344097424045?l=dubrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/feeds/115998344097424045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507655&amp;postID=115998344097424045' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/115998344097424045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507655/posts/default/115998344097424045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dubrows.blogspot.com/2006/10/now-that-were-into-this-thing.html' title='Now that we&apos;re into this thing...'/><author><name>Eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08695149244974199579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gDQy97jrQQ/SmN2CR9foAI/AAAAAAAAABg/eELk0ZHkNGY/S220/DubrowsCLIP2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
