ALBANY — In the iffy game of restaurant roulette, dining establishments come and go. For each eatery that closes, it seems another — or two — opens.
Albany is currently experiencing one of those ebb-and-flow periods as far as its restaurants go. A couple have moved on with little fanfare, while a few more have either recently opened or are planning to do so in the near future.
On the list of the departed in the community are a pair of establishments along North Slappey Boulevard: the Quickie and Sonny’s Barbecue. And while officials with Sonny’s say there are plans to reopen the long-time barbecue chain, there has been no movement to even police up the area around the building in the last few months. A sign on the property proclaiming “Closed for Remodeling” should include the word “long-term” somewhere within the message, either after “closed” or before “remodeling.”
A new sign did appear recently at the Sonny’s property, though, indicating the establishment would indeed reopen.
Two restaurants on various ends of the profile spectrum opened in the last few days: The Singfield family’s elegant Flint in the heart of the ongoing downtown redevelopment district along Pine Avenue and Albany City Commissioner/businesswoman B.J. Fletcher’s more modest BJ’s on Slappey at South Slappey Boulevard and Gordon Avenue
Businessman Gilbert Udoto is currently holding a “soft opening” for his companion dining establishment to complement his Sand Trap Lounge along Radium Springs Road, Cafe 5.0. Udoto said he plans a grand opening in the next few days.
Among the “coming soon” variety of restaurants is the Fancy Crab House, which, barring some unforeseen complication, will open in the former Jab’s building on Dawson Road near the junction of Dawson and Slappey. The owner, a foreign restaurateur who is making a move in the United States, is reportedly planning to open five Fancy Crab establishments in this country.
Restaurants may come and go, but in the Good Life City it seems there is always another establishment ready to fill any perceived void.
And, in Albany, it’s always bon appetit.