i had to skim this article twice to find and reference to nostalgia (despite the overall nostalgia sodden feel of the piece): Speakeasy time travel, in other words, is vague, the images dreamy. At the Violet Hour, patrons pass through the boarded-up facade to enter a lush interior with saturated colors, heavy fabrics and ornate chandeliers. In the Back Room, on the Lower East Side, the drinks are served in teacups, a pointless exercise in deception. At Speakeasy, in Cleveland, which really does go the extra mile down the nostalgia highway by distilling its own gin, a chandelier over a basement stairwell indicates the way to passers-by on the sidewalk. “When it’s on, the speakeasy is open,” said Sam McNulty, the owner.
since when is nostalgia a highway!!!
this is kind of funny journalism anyway. it appears the author typed "speak easy" into the NYT database and cherry picked all those juicy historical tid-bits and references.
from online information i would guess he was born about 1952-3.
(Indiana University
1974)
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since when is nostalgia a highway!!!
this is kind of funny journalism anyway. it appears the author typed "speak easy" into the NYT database and cherry picked all those juicy historical tid-bits and references. from online information i would guess he was born about 1952-3. (Indiana University 1974)
- bill 6-04-2009 2:11 pm