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Little Old Canarsie
The lunchroom, which was owned by Carl Meuser – who sold out a popular Canarsie woman – Jane Williams, with brother John, turned the place into a regular bar. Many of her old patrons who enjoyed themselves there have gone to their last resting place. Bob Cunningham, Tom Donahue, George and Elmer Bell, Sal Marrazzo, George Wilmot (Cardboard George), Punzy Tyndall, Elaine Bogart and some others who I can’t recall.
Arthur, the owner better known as Gabe, always treated them well with a cold glass of beer and when he made a sandwich, it was a meal in itself. At Christmas time, he remembered all the wives and girl friends of the single boys with a box of candy for them to enjoy. He also remembered the boys who left to build the bases at St. Lucia and Trinidad in 1941 for our protection. When Ben Simon, Willie Profita, Augie Thomas, Harold Poole, Joe Hart and Joe Merritt were to ship out, he sent beer, soda, cigars and candy over to the boat in the North River for the boys to enjoy on their way down. The next place where beer was sold in 1933 was Max Miller, who had a popular “Kosher Deli” many years at the corner of Avenue L and East 92nd Street, where he sold delicious hot dogs and sandwiches to a large family trade. During the war years we had meatless Tuesdays, so Max took off with his family and Ted Stiegler and I used to take care of the exciting day that was. The place was packed with people and everyone singing “God Bless America” and many other patriotic songs, enjoying themselves to their hearts content. Tom Carosella had his Model A Ford hopping around and tried to come in the front door with it and smashed the glass in the excitement. What a day of excitement for all.
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