A plaque remaining from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem.

Above, a 1934 plaque from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem. Discarded as trash in 2006.

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Entry from July 18, 2018
“Waiter, there’s a dead spider in my soup."/"Yes, ma’am, they can’t stand the boiling water.”

Entry in progress—B.P.

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John Barnes
@jbitwc2009
“Waiter, waiter! There’s a dead spider in my soup. Yes, ma’am, they can’t stand the boiling water.”
2:51 PM - 7 Dec 2009

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Londa WALZER
@londa_walzer
“Waiter, waiter! There’s a dead spider in my soup. Yes, ma’am, they can’t stand the boiling water.”
9:20 PM - 14 Sep 2016

Posted by Barry Popik
New York CityRestaurants/Bars/Coffeehouses/Food Stores • Wednesday, July 18, 2018 • Permalink