In Barbary Coast we have seen more beautiful danc-
ing than on any stage, or in the famous Moulin Rouge,
or Jardin Mabile of Paris. In fact,
OX THE many of the modern dances that have
BARBARY become the vogue all over the coun-
COAST try, even being carried to Europe,
had their origin in Pacific street
dance halls. Texas Tommy, the Grizzly Bear, and many
others were first danced here, and some of the finest
Texas Tommy dancers on eastern stages went from the
dance halls of San Francisco's Barbary Coast.
Vice was there — yes. It was open — yes. But there
was the attraction of light and life and laughter that
drew crowds nightly.
Barbary Coast was a part of San Francisco's Bo-
hemianism because of its unconventionality, for, you
know, there is conventionality even in Vice. Here was
the rendezvous of sailormen from all parts of the world,
for here they found companionship and joviality.
Up to the time of the closing of Barbary Coast mo-
lestation of women on the streets of San Francisco was
almost unheard of. Since its closing it is becoming more
and more hazardous for women to walk alone at night
in the only large city in the world that always had the
reputation of guarding its womankind.
54
SAN FRANCISCO
Times change and we change with them is well evi-
denced by the restaurant life of the present day San
Francisco. Now, as before the fire, we
have the greatest restaurant city of IrltLLllY
the world — a city where home life is IHAl WAS
subordinated to the convenience of FASSbS
apartment dwelling and restaurant
meals — but the old-time Bohemian finds neither the
same atmosphere nor the same restaurants.
True, many of the old names have been retained or
revived, but there is not felt the old spirit of camarad-
erie. Old personalities have passed away and old cus-
toms have degenerated. Those who aw^ait The Gall
feel that with the passing of the old city there passed
much that made life worth living, and as they prepare
to cross to the Great Beyond, they live in their mem-
ories of the Past.
With reverence we think of the men and women of
the early San Francisco— those who made the city the
Home of Bohemia — and it is with this feeling that we
now come to discuss the Bohemian restaurants of the
New San Francisco.
35
BOHEMIAN
In the latter part of April, 1906, when the fire-swept
sb'cets presented their most forbidding aspect, and
when the only moving figures to be
SANG seen after nightfall were armed sol-
THE SWAN diers guarding the little remaining of
SONG value from depredations of skulking
vagabonds, a number of the old Bo-
hemian spirits gathered at the corner of Montgomery
and Commercial streets, and gazed through the shat-
tered windows into the old dining room where they had
held many a royal feast. On the blackened walls might
still be seen scarred pictures, fringed by a row of black
cats along the ceiling. They turned their steps out to-
ward the Presidio, hunted among the Italian refugees
and there found Coppa — he of the wonderful black cats,
and it took little persuasion to induce him to go back
to his ruined restaurant and prepare a dinner, such as
had made his place famous among artists, writers, and
other Bohemians, in the days when San Francisco was
care-free and held her arms wide open in welcome to
all the world.
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In Barbary Coast we have seen more beautiful danc-
ing than on any stage, or in the famous Moulin Rouge,
or Jardin Mabile of Paris. In fact,
OX THE many of the modern dances that have
BARBARY become the vogue all over the coun-
COAST try, even being carried to Europe,
had their origin in Pacific street
dance halls. Texas Tommy, the Grizzly Bear, and many
others were first danced here, and some of the finest
Texas Tommy dancers on eastern stages went from the
dance halls of San Francisco's Barbary Coast.
Vice was there — yes. It was open — yes. But there
was the attraction of light and life and laughter that
drew crowds nightly.
Barbary Coast was a part of San Francisco's Bo-
hemianism because of its unconventionality, for, you
know, there is conventionality even in Vice. Here was
the rendezvous of sailormen from all parts of the world,
for here they found companionship and joviality.
Up to the time of the closing of Barbary Coast mo-
lestation of women on the streets of San Francisco was
almost unheard of. Since its closing it is becoming more
and more hazardous for women to walk alone at night
in the only large city in the world that always had the
reputation of guarding its womankind.
54
SAN FRANCISCO
Times change and we change with them is well evi-
denced by the restaurant life of the present day San
Francisco. Now, as before the fire, we
have the greatest restaurant city of IrltLLllY
the world — a city where home life is IHAl WAS
subordinated to the convenience of FASSbS
apartment dwelling and restaurant
meals — but the old-time Bohemian finds neither the
same atmosphere nor the same restaurants.
True, many of the old names have been retained or
revived, but there is not felt the old spirit of camarad-
erie. Old personalities have passed away and old cus-
toms have degenerated. Those who aw^ait The Gall
feel that with the passing of the old city there passed
much that made life worth living, and as they prepare
to cross to the Great Beyond, they live in their mem-
ories of the Past.
With reverence we think of the men and women of
the early San Francisco— those who made the city the
Home of Bohemia — and it is with this feeling that we
now come to discuss the Bohemian restaurants of the
New San Francisco.
35
BOHEMIAN
In the latter part of April, 1906, when the fire-swept
sb'cets presented their most forbidding aspect, and
when the only moving figures to be
SANG seen after nightfall were armed sol-
THE SWAN diers guarding the little remaining of
SONG value from depredations of skulking
vagabonds, a number of the old Bo-
hemian spirits gathered at the corner of Montgomery
and Commercial streets, and gazed through the shat-
tered windows into the old dining room where they had
held many a royal feast. On the blackened walls might
still be seen scarred pictures, fringed by a row of black
cats along the ceiling. They turned their steps out to-
ward the Presidio, hunted among the Italian refugees
and there found Coppa — he of the wonderful black cats,
and it took little persuasion to induce him to go back
to his ruined restaurant and prepare a dinner, such as
had made his place famous among artists, writers, and
other Bohemians, in the days when San Francisco was
care-free and held her arms wide open in welcome to
all the world.