Upbeat restaurant & bar providing modern American cuisine & live entertainment in a historic building.
The history of the building
Well, this structure is usually referred to as the Daniel Low Building, but it was originally owned by Salem’s First Church. Thus, its purpose upon construction was to become a place of worship.
This was the fourth meetinghouse of Salem’s First Church, and was designed by Boston’s Solomon Willard and Peter Banner. Its new incarnation was built right on top of the three it preceded.
Once the building was completed in the year of 1826, the church used the second floor for their services, and rented out the first floor to local businesses to help with the cost of owning and operating such a large building.
Nearly 50 years later, around 1874, the building was remodeled, in the style of a Victorian Gothic. It eventually became home to the jewelry store, Daniel Low & Company who acquired the building after Salem’s First Church merged with the Unitarian North Church.
Daniel Low & company hit it big 1891 with a silver souvenir, they dubbed the “witch spoon of Salem,” which they advertised in nationally circulated magazines. With their success, the following year, the company decided to launch the country’s first mail-order catalog.
Daniel Low was a hardworking man, who rarely left the building, and February of the year 1911 was no different. Like usual Mr. Low was working at his store, but this night was destined to be different, as he suddenly began to have issues with his heart.
After Daniel Low’s passing, it was now up to his son, Seth, to continue his legacy. Which, Seth would go on to do, and quite faithfully at that, Unfortunately, his time leading Daniel Low & Company was cut short when he passed away in 1939.
Seth left control of the company to his loving wife, Florence, who ran the company for a little over a decade. In 1950, she decided that it was time to sell the business, and made a deal with William Follett.
Daniel Low & Company was guided under the leadership of Follett, until his death in the early 1990s. Unfortunately, his children were not interested in running the business, and so the building was sold to a developer, who turned the building into a banquet hall. Less than a decade later, it was sold again.
This time around the building was bought by the trio of Terence Marchino, Kevin Marchino, and David McKillop, the founders of the restaurant, Rockafellas. The new owners of the building also turned the upstairs space once used for church services into a function hall for weddings and other events.
On any given night, people walking by the Daniel Low Building (aka Rockafellas) just may say orbs floating around the second story window. Some have even, on occasion, spotted a full form apparition.
Two of these ghosts that haunt Rockafellas, are not as shy as the others. And, thus, they have little reservation about appearing in full form with great frequency.
The first of these two daring spirits, is a man who dresses in a black suit, not like Johnny Cash, but like a minister. The second, is a woman who wears an early 20th century style blue dress.
More on:https://ghostcitytours.com/salem/haunted-places/rockafellas/
My OC’s nickname is “Nylon”, because they’re practically unbreakable, they have an extremely strong will and never stay down…they don’t tell people their real name however.
They’re the “leader” of the Queens newsies, if there’s a canon one then shhhh pretend there isn’t..
They’re actually just barely 15, they don’t exactly act their age…
They don’t exactly know their sexuality- and they’re Non-binary, it isn’t time period accurate for them to call it that, but they will soak anyone who tries to misgender them.
They travel a lot- after selling- to see what the other newsies are doing(post strike.) but they are horrible with directions, cannot tell left from right bad.
They also seem to be sort of ‘friends’ with Spot- as friends as someone could be with him due to their territories being close and similar to eachother, Queens is the biggest of the five but it also has a low crime rate, making them less of a super power then Brooklyn, unfortunately…
THEIR THEME SONG IS FISH IN A BIRDCAGE TRUST
(ADDED ONTO AS I CHARACTERIZE THEM MORE!!)
Feel free to rp in my comments/Ill set up an ask thing :3
Being the head, brains, back, legs, basically the foundation of the spider society had its quirks along with many shortcomings. Shortcomings like Miguel coming back home to his sweet baby either too tired to do anything or all battered up. When you had insisted that he take a vacation for the holidays his immediate answer was, "No, I'm sorry cariño[honey], I would love to spend time with you but the fate of the multiverse—" he started as he put his hands on your shoulders.
"Miguel, that's not going to work this time. I already called Jess and Peter and they can cover for you. I also got a bunch of other spiders in on this so they can cover the other ten-thousand jobs you take care of. So you don't have a choice, mister, your vacation starts today," you said sternly. Miguel loved it when you took charge of him like this. Every once in a while he was reminded of the reason why you're the only person who has ever put up with him this far. Everyone may be scared of Miguel at work, but boy was he scared of you(in the best way possible).
He couldn't deny that being able to overpower him was one of your most attractive points as well as one of his biggest turn-ons. He snaked his hands around your waist and nuzzled his head in your neck peppering kisses all over. “Thank you, mami," he muttered into your neck.
"You’re very welcome, ya' big baby," you teased. He chuckled before pulling away and taking in your beauty.
"I know this is supposed to be a break but I want to take you out somewhere, get some cozy clothes on," he said urging you to get in the bedroom to change. You gave him a suspicious look but soon after skipped into the bedroom excited about this mystery date he was taking you on.
After you got yourself ready you found Miguel there waiting for you on the couch. "Estás tan guapa, mi amor[You look so beautiful, my love]," he praised marveling at your beauty.
"Gracias[thanks]," you chirped as you took his hand. The two of you went into the car that Miguel had already heated for the two of you. Always so considerate, you thought to yourself as you gawked at him like the two of you were teenagers again.
"Penny for your thoughts?" he asked oblivious to how sexy he looked when he drove.
"Oh nothing, I'm just thinking about how handsome my husband looks while driving," you quipped earning a huge grin from Miguel.
"Oh yeah?" he chuckled.
"Hell yeah," you replied before gasping suddenly. Miguel was amused at your sudden discovery of the date he had planned. You were pulling into the ice skating rink at Rockafella. One of Nueva York's main tourist attractions during the holidays.
When Miguel parked and opened your door for you after getting out of the car, you pounced on him wrapping your arms around his neck, showering his face with kisses. "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you," you squealed in excitement unable to contain your ecstatic joy.
One thing about you is that you loved ice skating with the perfect view of the Christmas lights of Nueva York. It was a family Christmas tradition you talked to Miguel about every year; the two of you just never found the time to do it together. Your burst of excitement was not so much because you loved being here, but because you were so happy to be sharing the experience with Miguel.
The two of you rented out ice skates and hit the ice. Miguel didn't let go of your hand once. He placed your hand in his pocket to keep you close and warm. You skated around the ring and talked about everything under the moon. Miguel talked your ear off about the procedures he's been running in his lab and how much he hates Hobie(he loves him, he just doesn't want to admit it). Afterward, you talked his ear off about all the drama happening between the friend groups you were both a part of.
As you skated and chatted, you took it upon yourself to show Miguel your cool tricks from back when you used to figure skate. You spun and twirled and even attempted a single salchow for him that looked great in the air but you did land on your bum. Miguel immediately rushed to your aid trying to hold back laughter and failing.
After he got you on your feet you chased him around the rink as fast as you could. Once you caught up with him you playfully hit his chest. "Why'd you laugh? That salchow was beautiful, I just didn't stick the landing," you nagged pinching at little spots on his arms, play fighting with him.
"Sorry, you just looked too cute for your own good," he chucked finally getting a hold of your hands holding them away and giving you a quick smooch. "C'mon chica, let's get some hot cocoa," he suggested as they left the rink and walked up to the lady operating the stand.
"¿Puedo comprar dos chocolates calientes? Para mi esposa, por favor, añade muchos malvaviscos[Can I buy two hot chocolates? For my wife, please add many marshmallows]," he asked as he pulled you into his side to share his warmth.
The two of you had your hot cocoa walking around Rockafella. Miguel teased you while you geeked out about this year’s Rockafella tree. After a successful date at the ice rink, despite your major fail, you were completely satisfied with your night.
“Thank you for taking me out hon’,” you whispered as you played with his hair while his head rested in your lap. The two of you opted to watch a holiday movie before bed.
“Thank you for helping me realize I need a break, I love spending time with you baby, you’re my world,” he muttered.
As you lay in bed together that night, you couldn’t but feel an overwhelming sense of happiness that Miguel was finally home one night, and here to stay.
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white fire cinnamon on my teeth and I'm sitting at the stoplight northern town!!!!!!! I feel lucky!!! I drive somewhere out of range I don't know where white noise coming all in my brain turns off for nothing.. rockafella.. my umbrella.. GOD I LOVE YOU BABY!! story teller. us forever. is my favourite song. you've been acting pretty RESTLESS dancing like the young and RESTLESS !!! and I'm obsessed with it.. CANDY NECKLACES.. you've been acting pretty RECKLESS dancing like the young and RESTLESS and.. I'm OBSESSED. WITH THIS. ALL HIS CANDY NECKLACES.
a beloved local greasy spoon where you have the same waitress every time can be something so personal. especially when the fm radio is just BLASTING rockafella skank