Corner of Madison and Partridge c 1973Dutch Oven Bakery 1938Lake and Madison c 1920s
School 4 Madison and Ontarioc. 1953Madison looking east near Ontario, Vincentian on right and School 4 on left1950s
Steamer 101940s19151967c. 1955early 1950sMike Flanagan.. second owner of Petit Paris Restaurant mid 1960s and musician extraordinaire.The Westerly Apts.. S. Main Ave. Constructed in the early 1900sThe Betty Schuyler Restaurant 1940s
Joe’s Maitre’Dc 1959Madison between Quail and Ontario, north side c 1973
Service station/Garage corner of W.Lawrence and Madison 1930s
2 thoughts on “Echoes of Pine Hills/Madison Ave Albany NY”
Does anyone else remember that “Joe’s Maitre’D”‘s name was Christoper Cotter? My late wife and I lived a couple of blocks away in the 70s, near the corner of Morris and Ontario, and would walk over to Joe’s for supper, and there was almost always a line to get in the door, Joe’s was a small place.
Besides being regular customers, I had repaired Chris’ phone at one time or another, and he always recognized us (I also think he had the hots for my wife) so every once in a while he would see us standing in line and would call us in saying “Mr & Mrs Longley, your table is ready, come on in.” and he would escort us in calling out “Hot Soup.”
One evening one of my bosses from the phone company was standing there with his secretary, who was also his girlfriend, and he, being married and also above associating with lowly craft employees, kept avoiding making eye contact with us. When Chris stepped out and saw us, he waved us in as usual, and you should have seen the look on that telco manager’s face as we scooted past him in line. Too bad, we would have let him sit at our table with us, and woudn’t even have told his wife.
Does anyone else remember that “Joe’s Maitre’D”‘s name was Christoper Cotter? My late wife and I lived a couple of blocks away in the 70s, near the corner of Morris and Ontario, and would walk over to Joe’s for supper, and there was almost always a line to get in the door, Joe’s was a small place.
Besides being regular customers, I had repaired Chris’ phone at one time or another, and he always recognized us (I also think he had the hots for my wife) so every once in a while he would see us standing in line and would call us in saying “Mr & Mrs Longley, your table is ready, come on in.” and he would escort us in calling out “Hot Soup.”
One evening one of my bosses from the phone company was standing there with his secretary, who was also his girlfriend, and he, being married and also above associating with lowly craft employees, kept avoiding making eye contact with us. When Chris stepped out and saw us, he waved us in as usual, and you should have seen the look on that telco manager’s face as we scooted past him in line. Too bad, we would have let him sit at our table with us, and woudn’t even have told his wife.
Lovely story. Yes. We remember Chris. BTW, if you are on Facebook, consider joining “Albany.. the way it was.”, A FB Group devoted to memories of Albany, NY https://www.facebook.com/groups/375351089205442/606197369454145/?notif_t=group_comment