
Dubrow's was a family owned chain of cafeterias, which were once in style all across America. You walked in, and got a ticket which got punched by a guy behind the counter when you got served. This was actually your check and you presented it to the cashier on the way out and paid for what you had eaten.
But really, Dubrow's was a place where people met and talked over coffee and pie in the late evenings, eggs and coffee in the wee hours returning from a concert, or occassionally, dinner. Their halibut was delicious, as was the creamed spinach.
Decorated in Art Deco style from the 1930's, it was the perfect place to hang out and kill time on a rainy night. As the establishment got older the patrons were treated to various activities that precluded food. Roach races were one of these pastimes. This consisted of sitting at your table, preferably next to a wall, and watching two roaches headed to the top of the wall. The stakes were small, usually coffee and pastry. Many a night I lost to Mike Held, who seemed to have a knack for picking the fastest roaches. I never figured out his secret...
It could also be the scene of danger and intrique. Drugs could be purchased on the opposite corner from some shady and wasted fellows. I was warned very early in the 1960's to avoid "hanging out" on this corner. At that time it ws a gathering spot for heroin dealing. This was about 1961. By the time the '60's had ended it was a place to meet your friends before heading to Manhattan for a concert, or just to hang out around the corner and smoke one.

There was a famous holdup of the Cafeteraia in 1952, I wasn't there, but here is the newspaper article describing it;
$14,000 Taken In Hold-up
An apparently intoxicated man staggered up to the manager of crowded Dubrow's Cafeteria, 1521 King's Highway. Brooklyn at 12:45 o'clock this morning, took between $14,000 and $15,000, reeled out, and disappeared.
The victim was Max Tobin, 48 years old, manager and part owner of the restaurant, which is at East Sixteenth Street in the Sheepshead Bay section. He said 450 customers and 50 employes were unaware of the holdup in a balcony office.
Mr. Tobin said he noticed a man reeling along behind him as he went to a balcony but thought he was going to a washroom. However, Mr. Tobin said, as he unlocked the door to the office, the man bumped into him, knocked him inside, then produced a small black pistol and told the manager to sit down.
After taking the money from the safe the robber bound and gagged Mr. Tobin, said "So long" and left.
(New York Times, January 7, 1952)

There were several Dubrow's, all owned by the same family. There were two in Brooklyn, one in Manhattan and even another in Miami Beach for those retirees who got homesick. Even today, long after Dubrow's has disappeared (it was initially replaced by a Gap, but I'm not sure what's there now) people remember it with a fondness. Just google Dubrow's and open your senses to a time and place we will never see again. (They even have a blogspot) I'm glad to have been a part of the tapestry that was Dubrow's. Memories were made there.
Reading "Leaving Brooklyn" by Lynne Sharon Schwartz. Set mostly in the 1950s. Dubrow's is where the heroine dines are several occasions.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comment and for stopping by. Dubrows was the best.
DeleteMy childhood neighborhood. By the time I was a junior in HS (james Madison- 1965) when we cut classes, Dubrows was where we met. And yes, as others have posted, you could easily purchase drugs across the street
ReplyDeleteDid any DUBROWS artifacts, murals, et c. survive? To see some actual treasures would be a dream!
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