Wednesday, November 4, 2009

The Coney Island Bowery



The Bowery at Coney Island was a plank street laid out in 1882 by George C. Tilyou, one of the pioneer developers of Coney Island as a summer resort and amusement complex. It was named for the Bowery, the oldest street in Manhattan - which by the 1880s had a reputation as a rather shady place lined with cheap amusements, saloons and flophouses.

Originally a little alleyway between larger streets running down to the sea, the Coney Island Bowery was enhanced by the wooden planking and gave it a new importance. Tilyou's idea was to give people  a quick route past the amusement places which would lead them straight to the Tilyous' Surf Theater.

Many dance halls, saloons and cheap stands which sprouted up on either side, hoping to benefit from the crowds of pedestrians using the walk. The Bowery soon became the center of Coney Island amusement, often photographed and the subject of penny postcards.

The Stauch's sign in this 1907 photo advertises a popular restaurant, which had a ballroom and cigar store in the same building, which had been opened in 1904. They served seafood, steaks, a variety of pickles and vegetables, and ice cream for dessert. You could have frankfurters with potato salad for 30 cents, but it cost 10 cents extra to have Imported Frankfurters. The menu is here and it is lots of fun to read over, as old menus usually are.

The magnificent building pictured at right is Strauch's, from the front of the 1906 menu.

In the near future (after a couple of medical ads I've found that I want to write about) we'll look at the differences between Sea Gate, West Brighton, Brighton beach and Manhattan Beach, which are all technically part of the larger area of Coney Island - but very different in character.

At this point in NaNoWriMo, my heroine/detective has - in the midst of trying to solve a murder at Coney Island -  inherited a cottage at Manhattan Beach (the wealthier, more sedate end of the island) - I might have her inherit property further inland in the second draft, depending on various plot issues.

For some time, I've had an image of Eleanor (my amateur detective) riding around on the railway and taking ferries, looking into things and snooping, really moving around New York in 1896. She could commute down to Coney (this takes place over the winter, because I like beach resorts off-season). It was quite easy to get down to Coney Island from anywhere in New York by 1896 - and in a future post I'll remind myself - and tell you -  how she would have done that.

The photograph is from Staley's Views of Coney Island (1907). Picture of Stauch's restaurant from a 1906 menu at the New York Public Library Digital Gallery.

8 Comments:

Bill said...

That menu...pickled walnuts??? Ugh. That doesn't appeal to me at all.

Maybe Eleanor could keep inheriting property until she is (wrongfully) accused of...MURDER!!!

Melinda said...

I don't know--pickled walnuts sound better than pickled eggs to me (which I could never quite see!).

What a great piece--I truly felt transported back into the old Coney Island. I never made it there--it had changed too much by the time I moved to NYC--but I always wished I could experience it.

Take care, Lidian--

Melinda

Clo said...

It sounds like quite the tourist attraction of the day! Good luck with NaNoWriMo.

Jayne said...

Pickled walnuts...I have come across these years ago (at some Xmas do I think) and they were quite nice.
Good luck with Eleanor, perhaps she could pass some famous people, on her wanderings, who were visiting that area at that time (Dickens? Wilde? Poe? Twain? Any of the blue stocking suffragettes?)

Richard @ The Bewildered Brit said...

: Peruses menu :

I'll have a caviar sandwich and a macaroon!

All for the princely sum of 35 cents!

PJ said...

loved reading about this and about your story. i can see myself living back then. the character of the buildings is amazing. i couldn't read the menu that well, but i could tell that most everything was under a buck...hehehe. looking forward to reading more about eleanor. have a great night!

Lidian said...

Bill - I actually had pickled walnuts once in England (I had to, because I had to Be Polite) - they were OK but I would not voluntarily put myself in their path again. Speaking of pickles, Eleanor and plot are in one right now. Ugh. I know how it ends but I just wish the middle was easier...

Melinda - It is funny how I have never been there. My dad used to go there all the time in the 30s/40s though - Oriental Beach too.

Jayne - That's a great idea, very E.L. Doctorow (Ragtime) - I'll think about that for sure!

Richard - I will just skip to the macaroons and fancy coffee :)

PJ - I know, that menu is hard to read! I found another pic of that place and it was stupendous looking, very grand. I sometimes feel right at home in the 1890s and then as I am writing I lose it - and it seems too hard. Writing these posts may help get it into my brain better, though. So I appreciate the chance to do so and appreciate you reading too :)

Norkio said...

The Bowery, the Bowery, they say such things and they do strange things...at the Bowery, the Bowery, I never will go there again!

I loved that song as a kid, have no idea where I heard it!

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