As I've written before, my place of employment is near Fulton Street, that lovely stretch of misery between Broadway and Water. The street has been torn up for years. Meanwhile, businesses are seemingly struggling to survive. Still, there are some nice little spots tucked away on the side streets, like Ryan's, an Irish pub on Gold Street that's never too busy (except when the NYU and Pace kids get in with their fake IDs). Given the glitzy high rises going up nearby, you have to appreciate such a place. Haven't been there in a few months, so I thought I'd ... Oh. Shit.
Here's what remains of Ryan's and whatever was next to it. Torn down to make way for condos.
Well, at least Ryan's was able to move nearby. Meanwhile, I worry about some of the mom-and-pop shops on Fulton Street. Seems like someone is closing up all too often. And there's no place for them to go.
There's a nice cobbler on the street. An odd little jewelry store/barber stop combo. And the Blarney Stone.
Still making rubber stamps. But for how long?
So why are the little shops disappearing? Just look up.
Earlier on EV Grieve:
Been on Fulton Street lately? What a treat!