A Changing Pell Street

The old signs that once hung over the businesses of Pell street are slowly disappearing...

New restaurants are moving onto Pell. It saddened me to see that MayMay's gates are now closed. Mei Sun which is also a business that has lasted decades also appears to be under renovations.


Delight Restaurant now gleams in the place where Danny's Ng's Restaurant stood for many years. My favorite dish at Danny's restaurant was the lobster with the burnt cheese (something not very typical and not on the menu). It was their kinda off the menu secret dish that they offered.

Pell and Doyers streets were once the heart of Chinatown when it was first established. My father used to tell me stories about how when he was growing up, Chinatown was two blocks long.

The last of the the old standing businesses are dying off and it feels as a chapter in our history is now ending.

Sigh....



Chinatown Will Always be My Home

Yesterday I had the luxury of having the day off. I enjoyed wandering down the streets. A few months ago, someone asked me if I loved Chinatown more than the neighborhood I reside in.

Answer: Hands down; Chinatown rocks! But what about the C town hood makes it so special?

As I continued to roam the streets, trying to put into words why this place was so special, I would wave to all the people that I knew on the block.

When I park my car in the Chinatown lot, I'm greeted by the guys at the lot give a warm welcome, "Good Morning Mammi". This year they've even remembered my birthday and bought me a card and offered to take me out for a night of dancing on the town.

Then as I continue to walk, I bumped into our mailman who greets me with a kiss on the cheek. My dad gives him wine for every year for Christmas(perhaps that's why he's so jovial!). We chit chat and shoot the breeze whenever we see each other. He takes special care of CICF mail and it's hardly ever lost.

Most of the shopkeepers know me. Some of them are even the parents of my friends. Lots of times, the restaurants give me bigger portions (which definitely isn't helping my waistline!) because they think of me as part of the "Chinatown family". Food=Love

Chinatown will always be my home, no matter where I move. It's a space in this crazy city that brings everyone together.

Businesses In Chinatown

People make countless comments about "how easy it must be to have my job". The one that I get quite often is "You're the boss, so does that mean you just sit around and boss people around all day?"

9 out of 10 times I just play dumb and nod to these ridiculous comments. It would take way too much energy to refute them. There are however those times where I subtly mention a lil' something...

It was just the other day that someone said that owning and running a business is so much easier than pursuing a career in academia. I wouldn't necessarily say that one is harder than the other, but I thought that was a very ignorant comment coming from someone who was so educated.

I am a third generation Chinese American and my family was able to give me a lot of opportunities. I had the luxury of attending a private college and finished graduate school. I will tell you that in all my years in school, I learned only a small fraction of what I learned through my business.

I am so glad that I work here in Chinatown. It keeps my humble, hard working and creative. I am surrounded by so many immigrants who have come here with nothing and have had none of the opportunities that I have had and have become very successful.

Many of the successful businesses owners here speak in broken English. I betcha that many of the will tell you that they don't have a fancy college degree or abbreviation attached to their name to tout themselves as something special.

Their merit is based on operating in a foreign country and creating profit. Many of these people make more money than college graduates. Some of them make much more money than doctorates. Many of them have started with nothing but the shirt off their back and a dream.

Statistics will tell you that nationally 80 percent of small businesses do not last five years. The remaining 20 percent just last, but do not necessarily generate a profit. In NYC, I am sure that the stats are even more steep. People think that gambling only happens in the casinos, but I'll tell you that starting a business is the biggest gamble there is.

These immigrants and store owners sacrifice all of their savings and pool it with others in hope of having a successful business, though the odds are stacked up against them. It's not just their savings that they are gambling with; they also work themselves to the bone rely on family labor.

When I see all the ingenuity, sacrifice and hard work that everyone does around me; I refuse to complain and think that I am smarter or work harder than anyone else.

Comments About The Recommendations On My Blog

Today I realized that there is that forever recurring problem that comes along with giving people recommendations. What if the service that you get is not the same as the service that the other person gets? Would that person find all of your other recommendations invalid?

If there is any problem with any of the places that I have recommended on my blog, I encourage my readers to email me and let me know. When I recommend something, I full heartily endorse all of these establishments before putting it up on my blog.

My email: christinaseid@chinatownicecreamfactory.com

Happy Father's Day

Dedicated to my Dad

CICF has been around for a long time and is considered to be a second generation business. Thanks to the foundation that my father has laid down for me, CICF has grown and continued to be a success.

What has our father-daughter relationship been like? In short: it's been a lesson in entreprenurship. I don't have an MBA but I've learned how to run a business from the school of hard knocks.

Dad has been dragging me to work since I was 12. I had to give up the weekends playing with my friends to go to work.

Our work has always required heavy lifting and many hours of standing and drudgery work. Even though I'm a girl with a small frame, I'm used to carrying a lot and doing physical labor. My dad has taught me that girls can do everything boys can do. He never expected anything less from me.

In retrospect, going to work with my father helped me to understand and respect what he did because I did it too. My father would always tell me "money doesn't grow on trees".

Father's Day, like other family holidays will have to be celebrated on a later date because all of us are always working at a frenzied pace to make our cakes for our customers. This doesn't mean that I love my dad any less. He is without a doubt the inspiration in my life. Anything that I've achieved in my life has been because my father has been so loving and supportive.

I love you Dad!