I lived in Apt. 7B (exact replica of this one) from 1964 to 1971. Best thing about it was the short walk to the promenade. I wonder if there are remnants of my stupid decals of psychedelic butterflies on the French doors to the kitchen. The elevator man practically frisked our black friends before he'd take them upstairs. It was a good apartment but not a great apartment (post-war but pre-remodel). When we left for California the rent (it wasn't a co-op then) was $325. The "penthouse" apartment had just become vacant for $600-something -- totally out of our range.
I lived in Apt. 7B (exact replica of this one) from 1964 to 1971. Best thing about it was the short walk to the promenade. I wonder if there are remnants of my stupid decals of psychedelic butterflies on the French doors to the kitchen. The elevator man practically frisked our black friends before he'd take them upstairs. It was a good apartment but not a great apartment (post-war but pre-remodel). When we left for California the rent (it wasn't a co-op then) was $325. The "penthouse" apartment had just become vacant for $600-something -- totally out of our range.
Posted by: cynthia at July 17, 2009 9:49 PM in response to Co-op of the Day: 35 Pierrepont Street, #3B