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The New Rock n' Roll |
Dec 22 2004
 |
Dudley
Stuart John Moore was a musical prodigy; from his early youth
he had shown a remarkable ability on the piano and an impressive
facility at improvisation. On leaving Dagenham High School he
went on to perform as part of the Johnny
Dankworth Seven and tour the United States with the Vic Lewis
Band. He studied music at the Guildhall before winning a Mackinnon
Organ Scholarship to Magdalen College, Oxford. By the late 50s
he had established himself as a superlative jazz pianist and
entered into a long comedy partnership with Peter Cook. In the
60s he formed the acclaimed Dudley Moore Trio with Pete McGurk
and Chris Karan. They performed regularly on British TV, made
numerous recordings, and had a residency at Cook's satirical
comedy club, the Establishment: "My ideal of jazz is a very heavy beat going on,
with very relaxed, melodic work on top. It seems to sort of froth
over." The perfect soundtrack for classic cafes everywhere...
- Dudley Moore Trio Special |
Dec 19 2004
The bitter end to a bitter year of classic cafe destruction.
Centrale - where Malcolm McClaren used to dragoon 1980s
Burundi pirateers Bow Wow Wow - is closing on 29th December 2004.
Says Classic Cafes' correspondent Patrick Turland: 'The properties
on that side of Moor Street (excluding Ed's Easy Diner and the
pub) are being demolished, as are some of the properties at the
rear in Old Compton St...18th century buildings that should have
been listed... The area is to be 'developed' to make away for
a block of apartment-hotels, apparently on the basis that they
will deter undesirables'. Classic Cafes fan James Watthey
tells us that: "Centrale is planning
to re-open at 7 Archer St from the end of Jan 05. The notice
in their window says: 'The food will be exactly the same. So
will the staff including the 21 yrs veteran chef of Centrale,
Manulo. The decor will be familiar also.'"
Dec 10 2004

Original
All Night Long LP cover |
Pure aural Formica from the bulwarks of Moribundia.
Set in 50s London's,
All
Night Long is a neglected treasure; an atmospheric thriller
set over the course of a late night party with appearances by
some of the best known names from the jazz world (Charkes Mingus,
Dave Brubeck, Johnny Dankworth...). Drummer and dope-fiend Johnnie
Cousin (Patrick
McGoohan in fine form) plans to set up his own band - and
will do anything to realise his goal... The magnificent Harkit Records have re-issued the soundtrack on CD:
an amazing swathe of aural Formica that should be added to your
iPod Classic Cafes Themes playlist right now! (Click LP cover
for Benny Green's original sleeve notes.)
- Harkit Records: Pure Aural Formica |
Dec 9 2004

Aberystwyth National
Milk Bar, 1935 (There's
Posh/Michael Wilson)
|
NEW "The
National Milk Bar idea was the brainchild of Mid Wales dairy
farmer, R.W. Griffiths as a way
to market his produce. 'Willie' Griffiths opened the first National
Milk Bar in Colwyn Bay in 1933 with
the idea of selling the milk and cream from his farm at Forden
directly to the public. It was a big hit
and 'Willie' Griffiths went on to open a total of 17 bars in
Wales and North West England all with
their signature black and white chequered floors, bar stools,
jukeboxes and gleaming chrome
fixtures. In those days, before health scares and dietary fads,
milk and milk shakes were the trendy
drinks. The Beatles frequented the milk bar in Lime Street, Liverpool
and teenagers everywhere
followed their example..."
- Welsh Cafes Special
Dec 3 2004

The Corner
Cafe, Empress Place SW6 |
This
is hardcore: seeping bitterness, brooding desolation, simmering
accidie, curdled sourness ... The Corner Cafe delivers!
Almost opposite West Brompton tube, this 1940s Orwellian humdinger
sports amazing brown lacquer benches (which should be saved for
the V&A furniture collections); 60s Formica tables with a
dense dark blue pattern; original steel 40s coat hangers; a speckled
red laminate service area; a flesh-coloured curved counter; old
tallboy cupboards; stacks of tatty Yellow Pages piled in alcoves
and a plethora of behind-the-counter detail (signs, shelves,
displays). The Corner Cafe comports itself with all the brackish
austerity you might expect of a pre-war dowager. Quite magnificent.
Follow up with a stroll through nearby Brompton Cemetery to really
hone the experience. (Unfortunately, the owner went tonto after
a few test shots; only these few shaky interiors survive... )
- Corner Cafe Brompton SW6 Special |
Dec 1 2004
We Bewleys!
Bewley's - once described by the Irish
poet Brendan Kennelly as "the
heart and hearth of Dublin" - has closed, another victim
of rising rents and changing tastes in the Irish capital. Classic Cafes fans will want to
give Bewley's a great big corporate shout-out
as they pursue growth through core strengths in the provision
of speciality beverage solutions to the foodservice, hospitality
and retail markets: "Given the modern consumer's preference
for smaller, more intimate venues... It has been decided, after
serious consideration and with great regret, that the famous
Bewley's cafés at Grafton Street and Westmoreland Street,
Dublin 2, will cease trading after 30th November, 2004. 234 staff,
between both cafés, will be affected by this development...
Through a well defined strategy, Bewley's is today the market
leading supplier of ground coffee products and complete hot beverage
service systems to the trade, hospitality and retail sectors...
Bewley's ... comprises a diversified international company which
is at the forefront of coffee industry developments at home and
abroad. For sound business reasons, and after careful consideration,
the cafés at Grafton Street and Westmoreland
Street will not form part of Bewley's operations in the future.
Bewley's will continue to pursue growth through its core strengths
in the provision of speciality beverage solutions to the foodservice,
hospitality and retail markets." Two historic cafes closed;
234 staff 'affected'. It doesn't get much better than that. Benchmarking
excellence ...
the Bewley's way!
Nov 30 2004

Absolute Beginners - 'two lovers must choose to live
by their idealist principles or sell out to get to the top of
the fashion world' - nearly twenty years young and every bit
as relevant now as it was in the mid-1980s. Colossal set pieces
that remain welded to the psyche of a generation! A songbook
that puts The Producers to shame! Performances that run the gamut
from Absolute to Beginner! And so much more... David Bowie scrambing
over a huge typewriter... Ray Davies crooning his way through
a 50ft dolls house... Lionel Blair carrying on camping... Sade
living it large... Weller having it blue... Berkoff busting his
spuds and Patsy Kensit on the razzle... Plus ca change! Here's
a production still of the 2is coffee bar built on Julien 'Filth
& Fury' Temple's huge Soho shooting set. More pertinently,
Temple's pop video for Bowie's title-song featured the glorious
AA Restaurant hidden off Carter Lane just south of St
Paul's Cathederal. With its stirring deco exterior, this much
loved cafe was lost in the late 80s when it became a Chinese
restaurant. Some remnants of the original window etchings remain.
(NB: in the legendary Absolute Beginners tracking-shot opening
New Piccadilly mainman Lorenzo
Marioni can be spotted standing in a queue eyeing up some cartoon
tarts!)
- AA Restaurant Archive Special: Julien Temple/David
Bowie video stills
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Nov 3 2004
TwoChapsTalking.com (notes on life, love,
drink, debauchery, fisticuffs and fine tailoring - a bastion
of all that is correct in a world where so much is not... ):
"It is rare that
we find a site that entertains us more than our own...
and even rarer to find one which reduces us alternately to tears
of nostalgia and indignant rage. Adrian Maddox has built this
beautiful site as a clear labour of love. It is a paean to the
passing of proper English Cafes in all their Formica-clad, steamed
up, slop-serving gorgeousness. Illustrated with breathtaking
black and white photographs and written with crisp wit and full
rigour, we defy you not to spend an hour wandering around the
site and the rest of your life seeking out the Cafes. Adrian
Maddox has created something of simple beauty and real social
importance. If we could say that we'd die happy."
Nov 2 2005

Regis, Leadenhall Place EC3 |
Now 80 years old, and the only real classic cafe
left in the City, the smart little Regis sits across from the
Lloyd's building and the beautiful Leadenhall Market. Regis was
sympathetically reworked in the 80s by legendary caff shopfitters
the Lemiglianas. Features: exterior sign with period font on
wood panel facade; 50s stools along a breakfast bar; chalet ceiling;
good lights; old-style clock and a thumping great tea boiler.
Expect unrelenting Italiano bonhomie from the chipper crew in
charge, and particularly attentive personal service if you happen
to be a pretty City girl. Merciless landlords mean prices are
way steep but Regis is well worth a gander. (Check Obertelli's
round the corner too.)
- Regis Snack Bar EC3 Special #1
- Regis Snack Bar EC3 Special #2 |
Oct 26 2004
Hot new pix of
Eastbourne's
Taurus Steak House (just closed due to the onwer's retirement)
and Notarianni's next door.
Notarianni's is still going strong 'just about, with great little
brown-fleck Formica tables and green seating... but the best
bit is the exterior with its abstract 1960s frontage.' Go now.
'Notarianni's Milk Bar & Restaurant. 203 Terminus Road. Eastbourne.
Open 7 days. 8.30am-10.30pm (Restaurant open 11.30am-11pm.) Light
meals. Teas/Coffees. Disabled and children welcome. Seats 40.'
(Craig Scott/Daniel Lucas)
Oct 25 2004

Ice
Cream Parlour, Birchington (Pix: Fabio
Lozzi) |
"The Ice Cream Parlour is near the station at Surrey Gardens, Birchington
(a small town west of Margate.) It's next door to Stav's Restaurant.
A sign in the window says that the owners, Jan and Stav, recently
retired from running both businesses after 21 years. The Ice
Cream Parlour, established 1946, has apparently changed little
since its opening. No Formica, but little Lloyd loom tables;
original handpainted signs over the counter; a splendidly voluptuous
bikinied blonde cradling a tempting cone; metal and glass ice
cream dishes stacked on mirrored shelving; electric blue tiling
outside; and a metal and wood panelled counter. The business
was due to re-open under new management on 28th September, but
three weeks later, nothing had happened. Let's hope the new owners
realise what a gem has come into their possession, and leave
it exactly as it is." (Richard Gray)
- Ice Cream Parlour Special
|
Oct 20 2004
Oct 18 2004
Joel
Bakan, award-winning
filmmaker and author of The Corporation: "The corporation as an institution, and in particular,
the large publicly traded Anglo-American corporation... does
one thing very well: create wealth for its shareholders. But
it does that at the expense of other interests human and
environmental.
Governments have to recognise
that the corporation is a policy tool, not an end in itself.
Governments have to ensure an appropriate balance between wealth
creation and other interests. They have to immunise themselves
to the undue influence of corporations on public policy, and
revitalise and re-democratise the systems that protect public
interests from corporate harms.
The corporate 'person' (the law recognises the corporation to
be a "person") is legally programmed always and only
to serve its own interests. In a human, that would lead to a
psychopathic diagnosis. Today, pension funds own much corporate
stock. The pension funds are legally required to advance the
financial interests of the beneficiaries. This leads to the odd
scenario where people have little choice but to sacrifice, say,
clean air for their children, safe and healthy workplaces, and
so on, for their retirements.
We need to regain democratic
control of the corporation... we need to work on revitalising
the public regulatory sphere, reversing the trend towards privatising
and commercialising every aspect of our lives, and reconstituting
our international institutions, like the World Trade Organisation
in ways that foster fair trade rather than blindly following
neo-liberal ideology.
We need to reactivate ourselves as citizens to ensure governments
do what they are supposed to be doing. Mine is a call for deepening
democracy - there's plenty of room for innovation and creativity
and entrepreneurial vigour within that... our democratic institutions
should be in control of the corporations... As we move to a society
based on a kind of market fundamentalism we ironically come to
resemble those totalitarian orders that we think we disdain."
(Rhys Blakely, Sunday
Times October 17, 2004)
Oct 17 2004
"Landlords
now set such astronomical rents that only multinationals can afford them. But two of the country's richest
landowners actively discriminate against the corporates. The
Mercers Company, one of London's biggest landlords (it has owned
much of Covent Garden and eight acres of the City since the 16th
century), forbids chain stores on its streets. It is wooing independent
shops by offering them incentives, such as a 15% rent reduction.
"If we allow Covent Garden to be another high street, we
would be competing with every other street in Britain" Michael
Soames, the company's surveyor, said recently.
Howard De Walden, the estate
that owns much of London's Marylebone, is also spurning the chains.
Andrew Ashenden, De Walden's chief executive, has accused councils
of ruining their high streets by favouring the highest bidder
and not promoting individuality: "The multiples have become
so dominant that they have ruined the high streets and taken
away their character," he says. "The high street should
be a mix and that is something that most local authorities ignore."
Ashenden has also criticised
greedy landlords: "They want the strongest covenant and
the highest rent, they want instant results and there's no vision.
What they fail to realise is that an old-fashioned butcher is
a very attractive tenant these days... the big landowners are
in a position to change things... we
have the power to make landlords and councils see sense, by voting
with our feet and purses... if this country's increasingly dreary
high streets want to survive, they, and everyone associated with
them, need to change tack, pronto, before it's too late."
(India Knight, Sunday
Times October 17, 2004)
Sep 25 2004
Ruination! The Metropolitan
cafe is being destroyed by its new owners; the latest in a shocking
run of classic caff losses this year. Many moons ago Mrs
Gurny Bakay took
over The Metropolitan after falling in love with everything she
felt it represented about her beloved England (she and her husband
also lived above the premises). But four months back, after years
of tender loving care, the couple had to sell the lease. Despite
begging the new owners to leave the beautiful interior intact
it is now being ripped out. A burger-bunker rebuild - more in
keeping with the 'sink estate' vibe of the Edgware Road - is
now on the cards. For this ultimate blasphemy, the Classic Cafes'
William
S Burroughs Hex Induction Crew issue
this malediction: may the great sky-gods of Formica curse every
last plastic-moulded table and chair in the gaff... and all the
useless lumpen, dysgenic scumbags who eat there. They're Lovin'
It.
 |
Metropolitan, Edgware
Rd W2 RIP
Joe Strummer
and Paul
Simonon
were regulars at The Metropolitan in the late 1970s! Even
though the frontage is unspectacular this is actually one of
the most exquisite caffs in London. Just down from where the
old much-missed Regent
Milk Bar
used to be, this longstanding local features masses of seaside
coloured lime n' cream laminate; two tone walls; original deco
mirrors; flesh coloured chequer-board flooring; a wonderful back
serving hatch; brilliantly preserved seating and tables and stylish
moderne lettering above the counter. The spirit of the Regent
Milk Bar lives on. Unmissable.
- Metropolitan W2 Photo Special
|
Sep 13 2004
Sep 7 2004
Jonathan Glancey
2002: "We have replaced our busy streets with hermetic office
blocks, gated shopping precincts and bland chain stores that
belong to councils and corporations but not to the people...
At the same time we have tended to strip our town and city centres
of old street markets and family-run businesses and to pedestrianise
what were once lively shopping streets, creating urban deserts."
We live in a global mono-culture where you can participate in the
same 'consumer experience' from Los Angeles to Lagos. A global
mono-culture where aesthetic, architectural, agricultural, natural,
and civic diversity is being lost across the world. A global
mono-culture built in: "Corporate
Cathedrals [where] the company's deepest values are shared and
explored [to build] corporate soul"; where "focus
circles for excellent team visioning sessions tell the mythical
tale of a company's destiny "; where "the full spectrum
of intelligences and learning modalities have been awakened [to
help] people align their personal commitment with the goals of
the company"...
Don't YOU want to align YOUR personal commitment
to your favourite mega-combine's deepest values? Of course you
do. So why not take this free personality test: see how many
times you can recite
St*rb*cks'
brand mantra below before your triple mocha latte turns to
retching bile...
1 Exceed
the expectations of your own people.
2 Have
strong values, stick to them and use them to guide decisions.
3 Ensure
there's no gap between your brand values and your actions.
4 Keep
reinventing, but never tamper with the core of what you do
5 Reach
out to communities through your people
6 Remember
that every detail matters.
Aug 22 2004
Clone Towns.
The New
Economics Foundation survey 'Clone Town Britain (the loss
of local identity on the nation's high streets)' reports that
chain stores that spread "like weeds" are turning traditional
high streets into "clone towns". This loss of diversity
ultimately leads to a loss of choice for consumers as well as
a loss of local character. Replacement of locally owned outlets
by retail multiples damages the local economy as profits drain
out of the area to remote corporate headquarters and local employment
is destroyed. The chains have the marketing budgets, political
contacts and resources that give them an unfair economic advantage
over local shops and services. The consequence is that local
businesses get suffocated and our towns end up looking all the
same ...
Aug 18 2004
 |
The great Scots-Italian
cafe dynasties can be traced back to the mass migrations
of the late 1800s. Italians from Tuscany and Lazio (mostly) fled
the old country to escape famine, corruption, a crippled economy
and the disastrous agricultural condition of their homeland.
Fresh off the boat they would sell their wares in the ports -
anything from humble statuettes to blocks of ice. Many remained
in the port cities of Glasgow, Greenock and Edinburgh, opening
shops and serving dairy ice cream to the working classes of Garnethill,
Paisley and the Grassmarket. In the beginning this was served
direct from the barrows with shouts of "Gelati, ecco un
poco" (they thus became known as the 'Hokey Pokey' boys.)
With dairy produce and seafood in abundance, Italian cafes subsequently
sprang up all over Scotland with full meals, confectionery and
cigarettes now added to the menu... (check out: I
Like, ScotsItalian
and the Virtual
Mitchell archive)
More
> Scottish Cafe History...
More
> Welsh Cafe History...
|
- Scottish
Cafes of the 1900s: Photo Special #1
-
Scottish Cafes
of the 1900s: Photo Special #2
-
Scottish Cafes
of the 1900s: Photo Special #3 |
Aug 13 2004
 |
 |
Oh come let us adore him. These candid shots
show work-in-progress on the chief capo of light refreshment
himself, Lorenzo Marioni - Mr New
Piccadilly! Captured here in the medium of oil paint by artist
Nerys Davies, many will know Lorenzo as the televisual figurehead
of Britain's greatest endangered caff. But who will dare speak
of the man who has made a lifelong study of the Inuit? The man
who retains an anthropological passion for the peoples of the
Congo? The man who relishes hoar-frosted cabbages? "...When
the neon sign declaring EATS goes dark for the last time, it
will represent a dying gasp of old Soho - where gangsters and
tarts mixed with rockers and foreign royal exiles (and ravioli
and chips cost three shillings)... Mr Marioni, whose father Pietro
ran the business before him, came to Britain from Italy in 1949.
He can remember the impression the cafe's bright colours made.
"In the early Fifties this was magic," he said. "The
yellows, the citrus, the gold, all inspired by the Festival of
Britain..." (Evening
Standard, 3 August 2004)
- Lorenzo Marioni - Portrait in Pleasure
#1
- Lorenzo Marioni - Portrait in Pleasure
#2
- Lorenzo Marioni - Portrait in Pleasure
#3
Aug 11 2004
"St*rbucks went on to open an average of more than five
stores every month in the UK from 1996 to 2000. Prices paid for
the prized high street locations spiralled until St*rbucks forked
out an eye-watering £1.5m in a Leicester Square rental
deal. As the competition struggled to compete, St*rbucks kept
running its expensive sites at a loss, prompting accusations
that they were using their muscle to unfairly squeeze out the
opposition... Its drive for world dominance meant it was becoming
a symbol of globalisation,
and therefore a target for protestors.
Meanwhile, in 2002 Coffee R*public lost £7.5m. Caffe N*ro
struggled on under a debt mountain of £7m..." (BBC
Money
Programme 12 February 2003)
- BBC
News 24's national news report on the plight of Classic Cafes:
TX 7 Aug 2004 (Real Player format.)
Aug 4 2004
 |
Eastbourne
Caff City
"Notarianni's Restaurant
& Milk Bar in Eastbourne lies in Terminus Road
a treasure trove of classic caffs. It has an unusual, and apparently,
original grey frontage from its opening back in 1947 but inside
only the battered white banquette seating survives from the 40s.
Atmosphere is nonetheless richly appealing to moribundia aficionados.
At the back of the caff is a collection of photographs of various
Notarianni's in their heyday (this was a chain, mainly in the
north of England.) The manager told us that a few survive: in
Blackpool, Scarborough and other towns." |
"Just
up the road on the other side is a magnificent branch of a more
familiar south coast chain, Macari's, happily retaining
many of its original features: Splendid green and red wooden
banquette seats, Formica tables, 1960s opening and closing-time
clocks and a gorgeous street sign with a full colour knickerbocker
glory (a motif repeated on the picture menu in the window.) I
especially liked the Horlicks dispenser which pleasingly survives
even though Horlicks, surely the signature drink of moribundians,
is no longer served. However, the star of Terminus Road is undoubtedly
the Taurus Steak House, next to Notarianni's. The sign
is obviously 60's but nothing prepared us for the total timewarp
interior. The manager told us that it had opened in 1969. And
clearly absolutely nothing has changed since... the place mats,
cruet sets, faded seating, carpet, the menu, take you straight
back to the 60s and a bizarre pebble dash - no doubt very groovy
in 1969 - covers one wall as while tall, conical copper lamps
loom ominously above tables in one corner!" (Richard Gray) |
Aug 3 2004

Don's Lower
Clapton Road E5 - illustration by Kavel Rafferty |
With its creaky double-fronted
exterior and unremitting drab decor, Don's on Lower
Clapton Road E5 seems to be perpetually on its last legs. Orders
are written in felt-tip pen on an ancient piece of plastic on
the counter which is then wiped clean. Says Don fixture and caff
classicist Jonathan Hourigan: "The cafe's run by the eponymous Don and his Italian
siblings (all in their 70s and from Lucca in the 1930s). They've
been there all their lives. The place sits just around the corner
from where Harold
Pinter was born.
Don's looks as if it was once a stables and has an amazing Georgian
double-bay at the rear looking onto a garden. Wooden interior,
high ceilings, never full! It's open til 2.00 pm most days."
Don's chirpy whistling
(and the accompanying polka music) is a unique selling point
along with the lovely caff cat... "Places like Don's offer
something you can't get in your quotidian Costa Coffee: character!
Okay,the food isn't up to any high standard but it's run by two
tiny little fellas, both about 75 years old, who make great tea
to a non-stop soundtrack of 1940s French accordion music. There's
something terribly classy about it, even taking into account
the nicotine-stained walls, ratty furniture and faintly grubby
atmosphere." Pure Pinteresque genius.
The East End where Pinter grew up resonates
throughout his work: "It brimmed over with milk bars, Italian
cafes, Fifty Shilling tailors and barber shops. Prams and busy
ramshackle stalls clogged up the main street - street violinists,
trumpeters, matchsellers. Many Jews lived in the district, noisy
but candid; mostly taxi drivers and pressers, machinists and
cutters who steamed all day in their workshop ovens... it was
a very very lively, active kind of world; a lot of people who
talked a lot. They talked very fast. It was during and after
the war, and there was a sense of release. People were just talking
very fast. "
(Kavel Rafferty has exhibited at the Designers Block, The Duke
of York, The Victoria, Clerkenwell House and Mid-Century Modern.
Here she celebrates the
"very personal charm that makes every cafe individual in
these times of high street chains." )
- Don's E5 Photo Special #1
- Don's E5 Photo Special #2
- Don's E5 Photo Special #3
- Don's E5 Photo Special #4
- Don's E5 Photo Special #5
More on Harold Pinter, colossus of the
twentieth century here...
|
Aug 1 2004
 |
Greasy spoon caffs are being crushed
by the coffee giants...
by David Smith |
"Wrecked by rising rents, it's last orders for all-day breakfast
at classic British hang-outs... Dozens of 'greasy spoons' are
disappearing. Adrian Maddox author of Classic Cafes says: '2004
is fast becoming year zero for caffs. Every month another one
bites the dust or news filters through of a fresh closure looming.'
Maddox noted that in the six months since his book was published,
four of what he rated the 'top 10 cafes' in London have vanished...
The trend is being repeated all over Britain as giants such as
Starbucks, Costa Coffee and Caffe Nero spread, providing fierce
competition and driving rents beyond the reach of smaller independent
operators... Says Maddox: 'The culture and the architecture and
the ambience of these places is fast being levelled in a kind
of massive cultural, corporate napalming by the big coffee stores.
They will gang together, move into an area and have a lot of
muscle with the landlords. They will then move their guys in
a few streets down, play against each other and destroy everyone
else. The chains will not rest until every street in the West
is a branded mall... Orwell's nightmare vision in 1984 was of
a jackboot stamping on the human face for ever - we now know
the future is best represented as a boiling skinny latte being
spilt in the lap of humanity in perpetuity.' "
- Full
Observer caff feature here... |
Jul 24 2004
 |
The
Food Programme: Cafe Culture: BBC Radio 4
"Sheila Dillon traces café
culture in Britain from the political 17th century London coffee
houses to today's corporate coffee bars, and asks - is there
a future for the traditional British caff? Sheila visited the
Café Riviera (known locally as Bertorelli's) in Newbiggin
by the Sea in Northumberland an art deco styled café
that's up for sale. She met local historian Mike Kirkup and café
regulars to find out about the café's heyday at the height
of the resort's popularity, and the role of the café today
as a hub of the community. |
Frank Bertorelli, great-grandson
of Ben Bertorelli who built the café, explained why he's
now reluctantly selling up. And we heard from Ella Clarke who
started work in the café when she was 12 years old and
is now ready to retire. Sheila went to the site of one of London's
coffee houses in the 17th century Buttons that's
now a Starbucks coffee bar (Russell St, WC2). Historian Antony
Clayton explained the importance of the early coffee houses in
politics and debate, and the significance of the 1950s coffee
bars of Soho. Sheila met Adrian Maddox of Classic Cafes
and Mariel Loriega or Allegra Strategies who have recently surveyed
today's coffee bar market. At the New Piccadilly Café
the largest 1950s café left in Soho they discussed
the future of the traditional British café, and the allure
of the new chain coffee bars. At Alfredo's café in Islington
Sheila met with Kevin Finch of S&M (Sausage & Mash),
a company trying to preserve and update the British caff - retaining
and restoring classic interiors, while refining the traditional
menu." |
Jul 20 2004
Mr Seb Brennan writes to highly
recommend the Tonibell Snack Bar/Ice Cream Bar at 35 Shenley
Road, Borehamwood, WD6 1AE: "It's about 100 yds from Elstree
and Borehamwood station and is a cracker. All that's left of
their 1950s cornet-based empire is this double fronted cafe on
Shenley Road: nice facia, leatherette banquettes. Maybe when
it gets knocked down to make way for a Chicken Cottage the nice
people at BBC Elstree can cart the remains round the corner and
re-erect it in Walford." Tonibell
was started in 1937 by Italian-born Toni Pignatelli and his Scottish
wife. Known as Tonis, it consisted of a small ice-cream manufacturing
plant in a shop in High Street, Burnt Oak, Middlesex. The products
were sold to the public from the shop window. The name Tonis
was changed to Tonibell in 1960 because competitors began using
Tonis name and colours. In 1969, when Lyons bought the company,
Tonibell had eighteen depots and four franchise depots covering
the whole country. In addition they had 15 ice-cream parlours,
mainly in the London area.

Interior
of Jolyon Restaurant London Wall (part of the Lyons & Co
chain)
Jul 15 2004
Caff meltdown - Copper Grill (Liverpool
Street), Euro Snack Bar (Piccadilly) and Parma Restaurant (Seymour
Place) have all closed in the last fortnight. What better time
for the long-awaited St Etienne Caff films to air...

Jun 6 2004

The, er,
crusty old Pie Crust Cafe, High Street E15 |
Pie
Crust Cafe, 273 High Street E15
If
you ever find yourself stranded on the dismal dual carriageway
that leads from Mile End to Stratford (perhaps after a brutal
kidnapping... or possibly after stumbling from the Newham Holiday
Inn during a seismic nervous breakdown) then the Pie Crust should
be your first port of call for light refreshment. A grizzly little
caff opposite the Carpenters Rd turning, the Pie Crust looks
as though it has just narrowly survived a Luftwaffe attack. Only
the hearty sign and ratty net curtains suggest an interior of
any merit, but merit it certainly has: Formica refectory tables;
1940s scout-hut oxblood leatherette seating; vintage ceiling
fans; two plastic embossed Pie Crust wall-menus overflowing with
cheap eats (Rough Guide recommended) with egg chips & beans
at £2.00; large Thai exotica murals... and a rear table
doubling as a T-shirt stall! Vast portions. Inexplicably happy
staff. Moribundia for the masses. |
Apr 30 2004

2004 is fast becoming Year Zero for
caffs. Every month another one bites the dust or news filters
through of a fresh closure looming. For a while now we've known
about the incipient demise of
The Copper Grill tucked away behind Liverpool Street station
but hoped that plans for the demolition
of the area might get put back. No such luck. Mr
Burkeman's family masterpiece closes on Tues June 29 2004.
Somehow, the publication of the Classic Cafes book seems
to have psychically dislodged many of these places. Oddly, in August 1972, cult US
writer William
S Burroughs subjected
Soho's first coffee bar The Moka (opened by Gina Lollobrigida) to weeks of para-psychic bombardment
- what he termed 'playback' - involving the making of recordings
and pictures. Eventually, it closed and was taken over by the
Queen's Snack Bar. When Burroughs returned
to London from the States in 1966 he had already accumulated
a considerable body of 'playback' data: "I have frequently
observed this operation: make recordings and take pictures of
some location you wish to discommode or destroy, now play recordings
back and take more pictures, will result in accidents, fires,
removals. especially the latter. The target moves. We carried
out this operation with the Scientology Center at 37 Fitzroy
Street. Some months later they moved to 68 Tottenham Court Road..."
Thirty two years on,
Wild Bill's hex induction programme seems as potent as ever.
After a decade of Classic Cafes' photographing and archiving
old London cafes, the majority of them have gone for good. At present rates of attrition, all of London's
classic cafes will be lost within two years.
Mar 18 2004
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The culling
of key London caffs continues apace with horrific news that the
Rendez~Vous in Maddox Street closes
Wednesday 24 March 2004. Aurora & Gino are retiring as the
lease expires. The Rendez~Vous
was one of the greatest finds in central London with its trademark Espresso Bongo-like sign
and a domestic
living room interior featuring a bay-fronted window, covered tables,
excellent wooden chairs, hanging lamps and lashings of warm Formica
on the walls. Cafes fan Richard Gray writes: "The Rendez~Vous,
with its clientele of solitary office workers... instantly transported
me back to the 1950s London described in the novels of Barbara
Pym - a deceptively genteel writer who often includes vivid descriptions
of eating alone in cafes around Holborn where she herself worked."
Rendez~Vous
Special
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Mar 15 2004
Simon
Reynolds blissed
out in Moribundia: "I
went through a phase recently of feeling nostalgic for boredom,
the kind you felt as a suburban child in the UK in the 70s -
the utter sense of privation experienced on a Sunday around 6.00pm
when it was just religious programmes... It was almost spiritual,
the sense of oppression weighing on the soul... this clinging
to the decayed and decrepit, the shabby and bygone, represents
a form of revolt through recalcitrance and drag against NowPop
and Bling and Cappucino-isation... especially perhaps as the
lick of modernising style-culture paint slapped over everything
is just covering deep abiding ongoing decay..."
Mar 12 2004

Dino &
Giovanni get ready to rumble |
Snack
Bar, Brooks Mews W1
A hidden
gem in a forgotten Mayfair mews behind the Deco splendour of
Claridges, this model of British utility is where the first test
shots for the Classic Cafes book were done. Brothers Dino
and Giovanni run a fine joint, now sadly somewhat altered due
to a lorry accident (which damaged the front of the shop) and
the ministrations of local health inspectors (which necessitated
some ugly internal additions). But never mind. The Snack Bar
is the classic plain-style caff: basic decor; straight
ahead furnishings; peg menu; a simple counter and... a superb
clock of unknown age tucked over the counter. Historically important
too - the Snack Bar is also one of only two surviving London
cafes originally listed in Jonathan Routh's seminal The Good
Cuppa Guide of 1966 (the other is Frank's in Olympia).
- Snack Bar Brooks Mews W1 Special |
Feb 22 2004

Cafe Riviera,
Quay Wall (off Front St) Newbiggin-by-the-Sea
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This just in from Classic
Cafes fan John Griffiths: "For
Sale notices have gone up on the art deco walls of the Cafe Riviera, Newbiggin-by-the-Sea and its future is uncertain. Frozen in time since
before the Second World War, the Riviera Café was developed
from a group of cottages which looked out over Newbiggin Bay
in the 1930s. Italian shopkeeper Benjamin Bertorelli created
the building in stages and it was finally completed in 1937.
The café was taken over by his son, Armando, who refused
to follow changing fashions over the decades and kept it just
the way it was in his father's day. Today it has the same tables,
chairs, light fittings and display units that were brought in
when it was built. The building remained unchanged, apart from
regular decoration throughout the war years, the days of rationing,
1960s fashions, the Beatles era, men walking on the Moon and
robot missions to Mars. The ice cream sold was made to a family
recipe handed down through the generations (according to family
legend, Bertorelli ice cream was a firm favourite of Queen Victoria)
and the coffee was made to a blend Benjamin Bertorelli invented...
" The Evening Chronicle
Feb 14 2004
Feb 19 2004
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Alpino, 97 Chapel Market N1
Only the stylish serif
typeface above the door indicates anything special but special
the Alpino most certainly is. Founded in 1959 this monument has
held on to every ounce of its character. The interior is a wonderland
of museum-quality tables and shiny, worn wooden booth seating.
On top of this, the fluted beige wall panels, teak-veneer Formica,
glossed-over 1950s anaglypta, red lino floor tiles, period wall
heaters, glorious lamp fittings, coat-hangers and teak detailing
make this a no holds barred Top Ten
destination. Jeez, even the Alpino's plum-pattern plate n' saucer
sets are ceramic perfection. Just ducky! Simon Cheung, the Alpino's
owner, is a caff-master of the old school; a gent who really
knows how to handle the old place to best effect. NB: For the
flaneurs out there, this is a favoured Iain
Sinclair stop-off on his Regent Canal walks.
- Alpino N1 special #1
- Alpino N1 special #2
- Alpino N1 special #3
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Feb 17 2004
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Brucciani's, Morecambe. Lancashire
Built
in 1939 (originally as a milk bar) Brucciani's typifies the simple
'high street deco' style popular at the time. The brown wood
and chrome exterior boasts black lacquer
base panels, porthole lamps above the doors, ziggurat doors,
classic deco handles and original menus. The interior preserves
extensive wall panels, a slightly reworked counter, Formica tables,
red upholstered chairs, wall-to-wall etched glass (Venetian canal
scenes), mirrors, deco clocks and coin-slot cubicles in the cloakrooms.
Don't visit the north west without taking a look.
- Brucciani's Photo special & Michael
Bracewell article
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Jan 20 2004
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The Tea
Rooms, Museum Street WC1 closes!
As of Jan 23 2004 one of the greatest London caffs has shut up
for good: the old Tea Rooms marooned off London's Museum Street.
This delightful parlour caff was set up in 1961 by Rina and Eugenio
Corsini. The wall-to-wall carmine mosaic Formica interior (and
accompanying fug of inertia) retained a quintessential, Pinter-esque
quality of English drabness. We will not see its like again.
- Tea Rooms WC1 reportage special |
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