Comments on: Lost: The Monte Carlo on Belmont

By: Marisa

Marisa — Mon, 21 Sep 2009 17:20:00 +0000

Roy and Kay were my grandparents. Roy passed when I was very young, and Kay passed in 1996 at the age of 70. They were estranged from before I was born (in 1976). She was a strong and influential woman who touched many lives in her brief time on this earth. She was a different kind of woman, there aren’t many like her, she lived more in 70 years than most could manage in 500. I consider myself a changed and blessed person for having shared time with her; anyone who knew her will recognize the spirit of which I speak.

By: gwapedo

gwapedo — Fri, 10 Apr 2009 09:13:01 +0000

Oh the Monte Carlo, My aunt had worked there and I remember going there as a kid. The place was so cool and super retro. The joint would pop on the weekends-great dance floor. The movie Goodfellas comes to mind when I think of that old place. The owner I think his name was Gino was super shady, some were not surprised it had burnt down.

By: Dennis

Dennis — Mon, 08 Dec 2008 01:00:08 +0000

I was a bus boy there in the ’60s. I remember the great ravioli and pizza among other Italian dishes. The bar and lounge really hopped on weekend nights. There was a piano bar with a couple of funny guys singing parodies of popular songs of the day. Quite a site for a young 17 year old kid. I also worked banquets down in the big room and remember being able to have all the free coke I wanted. I always worked evenings from 5PM to 1AM…..good memories

By: Evan

Evan — Mon, 27 Oct 2008 18:14:55 +0000

I live 3 blocks away from there and always wondered why there was a big giant vacant lot there. Thanks for finding this.

By: didi

didi — Sun, 26 Oct 2008 02:55:17 +0000

So whatever happened to Roy & Kay Mack?

By: Dave

Dave — Sat, 25 Oct 2008 22:56:56 +0000

I suppose “P” could also be for “picture”
Thanks for the link. That’s a new one for me!

By: Joel

Joel — Sat, 25 Oct 2008 21:41:06 +0000

That’s a bummer. My ex-wife and I ate there a couple of times in ‘89 or ‘90, because it was just down the street from my work. It was pretty good, if a little ostentatious. I had no idea it had burned down.