Main Street meets Chambers Street in this quaint homage to Americana.

 

Entering Soda Shop is like stepping into a Norman Rockwell painting; it is a picture-perfect soda fountain of old, with a tidy clutter of nostalgia like gumball jars, marble tabletops, and all the shiny colorful stuff that made you hyperventilate as a kid. And it began, appropriately, with an egg cream.  Soda Shop changes personality throughout the day, beginning with a quiet breakfast populated largely by guests of the upstairs Cosmopolitan Hotel, a lunch crowd of local business people enjoying tuna melts and other comfort food from the short, ever-changing menu, then giving way in the afternoon to "an onslaught of kids from the high school, and then it's milkshakes, milkshakes, milkshakes." Serenity sets in again in the evening, with after-work people stopping in for "I had a hard day" treats and light dinners. It's just another day in a Gotham version of small-town America