<p>Did anyone on this forum ever frequent Pedro’s in the late 70s-early 80s?</p>
<p>It was a hole-in-the-wall bar on 85th Street in New York, eastside near Lexington or 3rd, I think. As I remember it, you never went in until about 1:00 or 2:00 a.m., after every other respectable place closed. When you walked in the bar was on the left and just inside the door on the right was one of those little bowling games where you rolled a ball down an “alley” and hit the pins. It had a sign on the wall that said “Teipping is not a city in China.” Another sign referred you to a restaurant down the block, Jackson Hole, if you wanted to order food.</p>
<p>Here’s the question, the answer to which will settle an argument. Was the specialty drink of the house a Stinger or a Kamikaze? Two of us were talking about the place the other afternoon and we each remember it differently.</p>
<p>UMDAD…I can’t believe we’re talking about “Dro’s”…what a dive! I lived in the Camargue at 83rd and 2nd and it was a big hangout for the credit training program kids…'76,'77 is mostly when I went. I think it was Kamikaze but due to time and the condition I was in when I was there my memory’s a bit fuzzy! Around the corner was a place where on Sundays you could get (Second Avenue) a “Bicycle Brunch” for $1.95…talk about “those were the days!”…</p>
<p>I just e-mailed a friend who also used to frequent Pedro’s. She confirmed that the Kamikaze was the “official drink”. She couldn’t believe there was a thread about Pedro’s!!</p>
<p>I had emails out to a dozen friends that went to Pedro’s in the old, old days and no one could remember - a bit of a comment on our usual condition by the time we got there. To me (a frequent visitor to NYC) it was the last call saloon of choice on the upper east side.</p>
<p>“What I remember most about Pedro’s is the blackboard over the bar: “Pedro’s Menu: Jackson Hole #212-535-2525” - Jackson Hole being the burger joint across the street. Also remember the old German or Austrian photographer who would shoot pictures for $10 with an old style box camera rig. You’d get a picture in the mail about two weeks later of yourself in some embarrassing situation you had no recollection of being in.”</p>
<p>I just remember alot of drunken prepsters doing that bowling pin thing, and a very personable bartender, and lots of chotchkas along the walls. A real “joint” like my father used to say!</p>
<p>Can’t believe that I came upon this posting - only 5 years too late!! The drink was a Stinger, particularly vodka stingers. My friends and I went there regularly and even did the Christmas decorations in '76 or '77! My daughter has now moved just a few blocks away!!</p>
<p>Pedro’s was a great bar in the 80s. It was the late night choice of most of the southern kids in Manhattan. Pennants from each school throughout the south hung on the wall and if you were a alum of a particular school, you’d write your name and phone number on the pennant. That was our Facebook back then! Miss the late night Stingers and Kamikazes at Pedro’s.</p>
<p>I can’t believe this old thread from 2007 resurfaced. Pedro’s does still come up in conversation every now and again. Most remember the place, but no particular events that took place there, thankfully. Can’t remember ever walking in the door before 2:00 a.m.</p>
<p>Just found this thread. Lived across the street from Pedro’s in the early 80’s at Bettina Towers. The Pedro’s house drink was kamikaze, but perhaps as important was the house cat named “Gato”. Slide bowling in the right hand corner of the bar was packed every night. Pedro’s was somewhat imortalized with a reference in the “Preppy Handbook” a parody of upper class kids and their cultureal lifestyle. The bar held at most 50 people and was adorned with college pennants from all over North America. The earlier thread that said their menu was a blackboard with the phone number for Jackson Hole was dead on. Great bar!</p>
<p>Spent many an hr in Pedro’s. it was a hangout for displaced Southerners. The bartender was Shanton Graingrr from Kennesaw, GA and an authority on Civil War history. He and a friend of mine from Culpepper, VA used to have trivia contests against each other all night about the War of Northern Agression. A lot of us worked in Manhattan and it was nice to hear some southern accents and drink some fairly cheap. Vividly remember Harry Reasoner stumbling out of the CBS tower being held up on one side by a woman and a man on the other.</p>
<p>So great to come across this post. Attended Lehigh in late 60s and road tripped frequently to Pedro’s on Sunday nights as blue state ¶ exiles wanting to party. Wealthy fraternity brother from Garden City turned us on to Pedro’s and would drive several of us in his classic Bentley. Had forgotten about the bowling machine, but remember that our Pedro’s drink of choice was the banana daiquiri. On our ****faced pre-dawn drive back to school, we would often stop in Dennison (“money talks, nobody walks”) Clothiers on Route 22 and vandalize the sharkskin suits with our greasy hands. Good times…</p>