Mott Haven rummaged last night with the Bronx’s Vintage Night, digging NYC’s spring at a 138th Street bar. Curator Mia Chen hawked vinyl as 200 shopped, a $10 ticket grab of retro loot. It’s borough finds—pure BX vibe, bins hot. A kid nabbed a 45; a pro scored a lamp. ‘Bronx digs—this is it,’ Chen says, flipping records. The room turned time capsule.
The night’s fresh—March 11’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing stools by 7 p.m. Chen’s a Soundview picker; last night’s crowd hit max—cash buzzed. A latecomer nabbed a spot; dust flew—NYC grit glowed. Runs one night—past ruled. #BronxVintage trended; Queens wants a crate.
Some griped—’Too cramped,’ sniped a newbie, dodging elbows. Lights dimmed—fixed quick; finds rolled. A rival’s pitching a Fordham haul, splitting bins. Still, 300 stayed—treasures reigned. Mott Haven’s never hunted so bold.
Chen’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a swap if spring bites. ‘NYC’s past—this pulls it,’ she says, packing wares. The night’s a Bronx win—grit meets old. It’s a vintage rush; catch the next. Bring a bag—deals call.