Showing posts with label north pearl street. Show all posts
Showing posts with label north pearl street. Show all posts
Monday, October 19, 2015
The Walls Have Hats
A rather pretty doll-sized hat was fastened to the wall of a building under renovations at the corner of North Pearl and Steuben Streets.
Thursday, August 6, 2015
Downtown Hawk
A hawk was perched on North Pearl rooftop as I sat outside Cider Belly Doughnuts this morning. Fortunately, you can't see the pigeon it was snacking on while I enjoyed my lemon doughnut below.
Monday, January 27, 2014
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Downtown Mummy
An Ancient Egyptian mummy pauses to check out a vintage vehicle on display at Saturday's classic car show on North Pearl Street.
(The mummy has been out and about to promote the Albany Institute of History and Art's new exhibit, The Mystery of The Albany Mummies. I visited the museum yesterday and highly recommend seeing the exhibit.)
(The mummy has been out and about to promote the Albany Institute of History and Art's new exhibit, The Mystery of The Albany Mummies. I visited the museum yesterday and highly recommend seeing the exhibit.)
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Established 1867
All Over Albany took a look inside this old-school clothing store.
The founder's son, Douglas, was killed in the Civil War and is buried at Albany Rural Cemetery.
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
59 North Pearl Street
This building at 59 North Pearl Street is best known these days as the former site of Jillians. But the structure itself (obviously with some alterations) has an interesting history well beyond the former nightclub. It was built around 1792 by a local merchant, Goldsbrow Banyar. From 1819, it was the home of Governor DeWitt Clinton. He died there in 1828, a fact noted by a plaque in the sidewalk outside.
The building has been heavily altered over the years, including the addition of a fourth floor and the large storefront. But there are still some wonderful older details along the building's Steuben Street side and, on the Pearl Street facade, the windows still boast elegant old lintels like this one.
The building has been heavily altered over the years, including the addition of a fourth floor and the large storefront. But there are still some wonderful older details along the building's Steuben Street side and, on the Pearl Street facade, the windows still boast elegant old lintels like this one.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Portraits From The Past
The entrance to the former Home Savings Bank on North Pearl Street is surrounded by these faces; they're meant to represent figures out of Albany's past. The building is incredibly rich with details like this, as well as a whimsical squirrel on one of the windows.
Monday, February 25, 2013
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Friday, March 4, 2011
A Faded Ghost Sign
While loitering for a moment near Capital Rep, I noticed a ghost sign - faded to almost complete illegibility - on the north wall of the old Harry Simmons building.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Pemberton Corner
It marks the location of a house built in 1710 by Colonel Jacob Lansing. Located just north of the stockade enclosing colonial Albany, it served for many years as a trading post for local Native Americans. By 1818, it had become a store maintained by one Eben Pemberton, hence the corner's name.
Photos of corner from the early 1880s show the Lansing House as a steep-gabled structure typical of early Albany. Signs painted directly on its walls advertise Pemberton's as a marketplace for provisions, family stores, and groceries. The original interior was described as having no two rooms on the same level (one had to step up or down when going from one chamber to the next) and fireplaces jambs decorated with painted porcelain Biblical scenes.
The Old Lansing House was torn down in 1886, ironically during the same year in which the City commemorated its Bicentennial and marked the spot with a plaque.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Lacey Iron
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Harry Simmons
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Funky Tiles
The space occupied by the theatre now was, a couple of decades ago, home to a small grocery story. While I've been to Cap Rep many times, I can only recall one visit to the old Grand Cash Market...and I think it was for a can of tuna.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Squirreling Away
Built in the 1929s, the 19-story structure was called Albany's first skyscraper and - for a short time - it was Albany's tallest building. Though it was quickly surpassed in height by other buildings, it remains the fifth tallest.
The facade includes delicate Art Deco terra cotta decorations. The main entrance is surrounded by plaques representing figures from Albany's past. Dutch and Native American profiles surround the upper story. It's one of those buildings that is worth stopping to really look at, even if one passes it every day.
Friday, August 27, 2010
Patroon Street
Thursday, August 19, 2010
1879
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Philip Livingston
The plaque commemorates the birthplace - Livingston Manor, long since gone - of Philip Livingston, a New York delegate to the Continental Congress and Signer of the Declaration of Independence.
The plaque is affixed to the wall of a building at the corner of State and Pearl Streets, once known as Elm Tree Corner. Now, it's home to a bank and one of my favorite places...a Starbucks coffee shop.
Friday, October 30, 2009
Nickels, Dimes, and Quarters

Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Pizza Memories
As far as I can recall, my very first taste of pizza came here at Jonathan's when I was quite small.
Two other pizza shops stand out in my early memories - Jack's American Pie on Delaware Avenue and Mr. B's in Colonie Center. Both Jack's American Pie (with its window full of jade plants) and Mr. B's (with its hard orange booths and little coin-operated jukeboxes at each table) are long gone now.
Jonathan's is still here on North Pearl near Maiden Lane, though there is a For Sale sign in the window. I don't eat downtown often, but still stop at Jonathan's for a slice or two every now and then. The interior has changed a little, but it's still the dark-paneled familiar shop where I had my first slice of hot, cheesy pepperoni pizza.
And it's still crowded with downtown office workers at lunch time.
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