Thanks for the confimation Ted. I was thinking it was even further downtown, but that makes sense. I too went there as a little kid in the 50s and 60s. . . only a couple times as NYC wasn’t on our regular schedule. . . it must have been plain, inexpensive and good. . . requirements with my mother and g’mother who took us there. It was one of the few times when I got good raw clams. . . the other was every summer at the local fireman’s picnic.
BT, you’re right, pepper, onions and sausages from a steet vendor in NYC! Don’t know where they get their sausage, but there’s none better. . . the taste and texture explode in your mouth. I’ve never been able to recreate . . .
One of the best I ever had was at Shea a few summers back. . . . I went there just to root against the Mets.