tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915315601746686664.post5199898711780822053..comments2024-03-24T19:32:14.632-07:00Comments on Knickerbocker Village: Site Of Maruffi's Bar, 1937David Ballelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11350201711497257207noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915315601746686664.post-80446108432416328852021-01-20T10:16:22.503-08:002021-01-20T10:16:22.503-08:00That is my uncle's barThat is my uncle's barAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05196325549465982156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915315601746686664.post-43505091893439257522018-10-23T12:58:18.700-07:002018-10-23T12:58:18.700-07:00Kevin Hall
I worked for the old phone company in ...Kevin Hall <br />I worked for the old phone company in the neighborhood out of a KV storefront in the 70s and 80s and we stopped here occasionally for lunch.It was a fun place, but Patrick Henry's on Monroe was a lot closer and we only stopped here when we had work nearby. We had large tie wraps before they were commercially available and during one lunch hour a cop knowing that we carried them asked us for a few. He was out of a precinct nearby Central Park and was telling one of his bear sized fellow cop's that when he had to run down multiple perps he liked to use the tie wraps so he didn't have to be just down to his handcuffs and would tie wrap perps to anything that was stationary. His fellow cop buddy didn't believe they would hold him and allowed himself to be be wrapped to the brass bar rail. He tried every move that houdini ever used to get out of a straight jacket after brute force failed repeatedly and still couldn't get free. At that point he asked to be cut loose because he had to be in court at 100 Center in a matter of minutes. He pleaded and cried,but his fellow cuts didn't cut him loose until about 3 minutes before the top of the hour, leaving him to do his best overweight Carl Lewis imitation to get back before the judge was seated. Entertaining place, too bad most of them are goneAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915315601746686664.post-15518926591520697462016-03-20T17:36:21.935-07:002016-03-20T17:36:21.935-07:00That was my grandfather's bar I would love to ...That was my grandfather's bar I would love to hear more about it!!!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08999954071656997674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915315601746686664.post-88675914249306540122016-03-20T17:36:05.095-07:002016-03-20T17:36:05.095-07:00That was my grandfather's bar I would love to ...That was my grandfather's bar I would love to hear more about it!!!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08999954071656997674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915315601746686664.post-11863916861894405492014-03-04T20:38:21.184-08:002014-03-04T20:38:21.184-08:00LOL ! omg maruffi's-and over on Bayard St Jean...LOL ! omg maruffi's-and over on Bayard St Jeannies,and what a place for wayward asians-cannot divulge the how and whys of either one but was thinking about a few misspent mornings over at Maruffi's and bangin into Jeannies a couple of times as well.<br />Guess they're gone the same as we are.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com