Here are actual items obtained (no questions asked) from Molly's.
The Molly Murphy's menu - late
70's up until about 1982 or 1983, I
A Molly's cocktail napkin. Good
for drinks or phone numbers.
The key to a waiter's money
The Table of Contents from the
Waiter's Training Manual, late
70's/early 80's. (featuring the essay, "On Becoming A Waiter" by Ernie
One of the very first Molly
Murphy's t-shirts, worn exclusively by
the Nasty Kitchen Help.
(no, it has nothing to do with their profession - they were just plain Nasty)
The cock&tail waitress check-out sheet.
This "No Checks" sign hung
behind the podium for the first five or
six years. One day, Bob decided to start accepting personal
checks. The sign came down. A couple weeks/months
changed back to the "No Checks" policy.....hey, has anybody seen that
sign we used to have??? This, my friends, is why they NAIL
picture frames to the wall in hotels.
Reports of the
man-in-the-attic.....were they exaggerated?
The infamous "Dogwood" plate and saucer. 1980. Molly's plates were mismatched, ragtag, odds and ends. Whenever I would serve on either of these two plates, I always commented how they were so pretty. Sorta made my night, if something that small can make one's night.
One day, unbeknowsnt to me, a
matching Dogwood cup showed up.
Teri found it, then found the plate and saucer and surprised me with
the set, as a gift. And yes, she actually paid for them.
Molly's Long Island Tea
glasses. Who's going to drive me home?
A waiter/waiter assistant
schedule, August 17-23, 1980.
A Molly Murphy's button.
In case you have forgotten the
look on the customer's face when you
brought them their 6 ounce piece of grizzle, here are a couple of 1990
"Free Steak" promo flyers that also appeared in the newspaper..
A Super Slug Award button given
by Happy The Clown for doing a good
A few Molly's dinner napkins -
don't forget to stay late and roll,
Harpo's big moment, as reported in Playboy.
A button given to me by those
nasty Grand National Horse Show people.
The appetizer ticket, which
would be filled in by the cashier
so the Nasty Kitchen Help would know where, precisely, not to send your
appetizer or dessert order.
An impromptu award given to me
by the podium staff, probably for
waiting on some really stupid table, five minutes before closing.
The Tayars' license plate.
Here are menu descriptions as
pulled from the Waiter's training
packet - late 70's. Memorize it. Know it.
it. Love it.
There used to be a tradition of
throwing a pie in the face when
someone finally became a full-fledged waiter. This was my 1980 cartoon
interpretation of my "pie-ing." On hand were Wyatt Earp, Kermetta the
Frog, Blackbeard doing the honors, myself half out of Mighty Mouse
costume, Rasputin the Mad Monk, Collins the Butler, Junior Geeb and
A dinner ticket, apparantly for
the Bozo party of four, waiting in
Here is my treasured club card
to Photo Finish, across the street at
the Hilton, circa 1980, when it was a Country bar.
My last tip envelope as Thor,
before moving to L.A.
The actual Xerox sheet telling
the new employees the names of the tables.
Note: we didn't really call them by these names, except during testing to get the job.
One of my prized possessions - "Our Flag" - a picture that hung on the wall by the side of the podium, I admired it for years because of it's simpleness. I guess people were listening, because when I left for California, this was given to me as a farewell gift.
The picture fell victim to
water damage when a pipe burst in my
studio during the big Northridge earthquake in California. I
it wrapped in plastic, but standing on the
floor. I've never
been more pissed about water damage in my life.
An interesting fact sheet
included in the late 70's Waiter training
The Molly Murphy's postcard so
you could tell your friends where you
got that neat rash.
A souvenir Bus Stop button.
More fun from those creative
A ballot from one of
Molly's infamous employee open-bar
parties. This was about 1987 or 1988.
OK, here's something that'll
rattle the teeth of every "Old School"
waiter out there. This BTE credit card application is from
1990. Imagine the mileage you could have gotten off this gag,
somebody had presented one!
The familiar "Reserved" sign
which was placed on every table in the
building, although there was never, ever a reservation taken at
Here are some of the more "special" ragtag dinner plates from the early '80's. Now remember, I started this page by saying "No questions asked."
Row 1: a cartoonish African "Ramayama", a hideous "test"plate for different designs, a "blue onion" style country scene
Row 2: a pretty lime green inner ring with gold accent, the "spooky pioneer lady" plate, the brown Mennonite Village Museum plate
Row 3: Sir George
plate with knight, the green crescent Holy
Cross Hospital plate, a Howard Johnson's chef, boy & dog plate,
pine needles plate
And still, more Podium
fun. With Bonus attached! A business card,
toothpick, AND some of those great free matches.
Here are some notes for a Key Employee's meeting in 1981. Bonus: my "during-the-meeting" sketch of GM Steve Kubala.
This paper was your life if you
The humble beginnings of a Thor
helmet and hammer - it was always
good to keep a spare handy at home, in case I lost one/gave it
(same with the blue tights....though I'm not sure I gave any of those away....Melanie?)
A worn, but true Molly's
The waiter's phone list, circa
Letterhead envelope, 1980.
Letterhead envelope, 1990.
A Gump's pocket-sized menu.
My last Waiter's schedule, as
Dallas and I took off for California, for
good. (1987) It was more than just memorable for the two of
out with style, thanks to everybody in a costume that night.
had just shafted the waiters the weekend
before with a private party of his buddies, and pretty
much stiffed them on the tip.
Are you kidding me? Do you think that kind of thing goes unnoticed among our family?
So every Bacchus Feast we rang up that last night (May 2nd), we rang up manually, and put every last cent in tip pool - AND included the waiters who got the shaft as well.
Everyone participated - even Hattie "Screw that bastard" Bagley, in one of her more seething moments. I remember going around and asking every single employee, and everyone, without hesitation, gave the big 'thumbs up' to this momentus burn.
This is a "Thor's Hammer" that
the gang put together as a farewell
gift when I moved to L.A.(ok, Hollywood) in 1985. It's fairly
insignificant in the scheme of things, but it means the world to
me. Made from bits and pieces of the interior of Molly's.