The Legacy of Pfaff’s
Theodore Wolfe, reporting on the “Literary Shrines of Manhattan,” wrote that by 1919, “the recesses” of the Pfaffian basement that “once resounded with the wit and merriment of bright souls are now stored with senseless and sordid merchandise.”3 As Karen Karbiener points out, today, 647 Broadway is the home of the shoe store Zigi Soho, and the manager of the business has turned the basement into a storage space.4 The cellar’s vaults collapsed due to the stress placed on the structures by what Whitman called the “myriad crowds of Broadway” in his poem “The Two Vaults,” but even now, employees still use the original set of stairs “descending from the Broadway sidewalk.”5 Even though the vaults at 647 are no longer intact, the basement vault beneath 645 Broadway, now the address of Han’s Deli, still survives. This subterranean cave, which now serves as the deli’s warehouse, provides the best idea of what the space of Pfaff’s cellar might have looked like in the American Bohemians’ day.6 In 2011, there was an attempt to recreate a cellar bar “in Pfaff’s image”—at 643 Broadway; it was called The Vault at Pfaff’s, also after a line from Whitman’s “The Two Vaults.” The menus for the establishment were designed to resemble the American Bohemians newspaper, the New-York Saturday Press. The owner of the Vault at Pfaff’s installed several pieces of period furniture, and added a 150-year-old oak bar.7 As of 2014, however, the barroom has already been closed, and the space is being converted in preparation for a new establishment.8
Even though current businesses like Zigi Soho may be located above the very subterranean space in which Henry Clapp and his fellow American Bohemians drank and dined with Charles Pfaff in the antebellum years, and even though Han’s Deli operates above a cellar that gives us an idea of what Pfaff’s might have looked like, there are, at the time of this writing, no markers to detail the rich history of any of the four locations of Pfaff’s. Yet, there was a time when Pfaff’s cellar restaurant and its American Bohemian crowd attracted “all the great men of the time who visited New York.” Then, “nobody of any note, from anywhere, came to New York without hearing of it, and desiring to get there.”9 Late in his life, when Walt Whitman was reminiscing about Pfaff’s, he stated, “‘Bohemia’ comes but once in one’s life. Let’s treasure even its memories.”10 The same might be said about the memories of each of Pfaff’s restaurants and saloons; after all, it is through the writings of those who saw for themselves what Pfaff’s was like in its heyday that we can best attempt to as—they so often and so fondly put it—“Go To Pfaff’s!”