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Jan and Ed D’Amico are on
their third visit to Ferrara, one of the oldest bakeries in Manhattan’s
Little Italy. “We come to the city this time of year to see
the Rockettes,” Jan says, referring to the annual Radio City
Christmas show. They’re from Rochester. A teacher friend of
theirs who lives in Chinatown brought them to Ferrara for the first
time about five years ago. Jan, the talker of the two, says, “We
came right back the next day and did it again.”
The D’Amicos are tidy people—Jan
in a matching maroon turtleneck sweater and leather jacket, Ed wearing
slacks and an argyle sweater in complementary shades of green. Jan
and Ed are in their early 60s—he with a lined face and white
Velcro sneakers, she with papery skin and a low cloud of pale orange
hair. They’re sitting on the same side of a rectangular marble-topped
table facing the pedestrian traffic on Grand Street. He’s
eating a dish of chocolate gelato, she vanilla.
Jan’s pink leather gloves
are stacked neatly beside her water glass and she toys with one
empty thumb for a minute before describing the beginning of their
evening. “We had dinner at Buona Notte down the street and
then we came here,” she says. They aren't staying in this
neighborhood. They’ll take a cab back to their hotel in Times
Square, and tomorrow they’ll go see "Thoroughly Modern
Millie." Jan and Ed are typical of Ferrara’s tourist
clientele these days. Once a locals-only neighborhood hub, Ferrara
has become one of many stops on a long “to do” list.
Though many of Little Italy's festive European-style
storefronts seem like theme park- variety tourist devices to native
New Yorkers, what’s old about Ferrara is authentic.
One of the oldest original businesses
in the neighborhood, Ferrara has held its own on Grand St. for more
than 100 years. Shiny mahogany wall paneling, marble floors and
brass fixtures give this long-time mom-and-pop place the feel of
Rome's grand cafes, but as neighborhoods change, businesses adapt
to survive. Ferrara is now “Ferrara, Inc.,” a fully
incorporated business with three stores, online catering and a national
shipping plan.
As an "attraction,"
Ferrara ranks high on all the right lists and boasts several Zagat
approval stars. The neighborhood itself has also become more spectacle
than function. People come for the scenery and ceremony of Mulberry
and Grand Streets and for take-home pastry in string-tied white
cardboard boxes more often than to pass the time over coffee and
cannoli with friends and neighbors. When New Yorkers want quality
Italian food they now look to Mario Batali, not to Little Italy’s
red, white and green restaurant row. But despite the transient nature
of a once locals-heavy clientele, Ferrara’s old neighborhood
intimacy persists, perhaps because it’s more a family heirloom
than a store, historic street façade intact.
While it may be true that what’s “little” in Little
Italy nowadays is the population of Italian people who built it
(many have moved out to Long Island or New Jersey) the Ferrara people
are still around. Ferrara has remained a family-owned and operated
business since 1892. Antonio Ferrara, a well-known stage performer
and opera singer at the time, opened the café with his friend
Enrico Scoppa, another first generation immigrant. As the story
goes, the men thought the neighborhood needed an inviting late-night
haven for local men to go after theater and opera performances to
play cards, smoke cigars, and drink espresso.
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