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Don’t Piss In The Ashtray

October 9, 2010
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Flaming Pablum remembers the late Cedar Tavern. Like me, Alex doesn’t remember the original, but the second version of the Tavern:

But the Cedar Tavern that really carved its name on the map was its original incarnation just a few blocks to the South (where, if I’m not mistaken, a Chase bank outlet now sits). It was at that Cedar Tavern that storied luminaries from New York’s art scene used to mix, mingle and — legendarily in Jackson Pollock’s case — get into rousing bouts of bloody-knuckled fisticuffs. A veritable CBGB for the paintbrush crowd, the original Cedar Tavern was a slice of a long-since-vanished New York City the likes of which we shall probably not see again.

And you know it was a quality joint because they didn’t just let you piss into their ashtrays with impunity, no matter how famous (or overrated) a writer you were. Not to mention the fact that they knew how to deal with that notorious hothead Pollock.

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  1. October 9, 2010 2:48 pm

    Goddamn, I wish I could’ve included this joint on the bar crawl!

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