Manor Sweet Shoppe - Rutherford

It 's a nice throw back to the sweet shops that were fairly common back when I was a kid, and...for all intents and purposes...don 't really exist anymore. Every few weeks, I bring my birth mother to the laundromat a few doors down to do her laundry (which is considered an essential service in this age of Covid 19 , and I usually stop here to pick up a few items (I guess the sweet shop is considered an essential service too . It 's old you can see that walking in. In fact, my birth mother grew up in the area, and her late father...my grandfather...bought tobacco here. And her brother...my uncle...got one of his first jobs here. He was in his early teens, and he 's in his early 70s now, so...that gives some indication of just how long this place has been in business (I 'm sure the ownership has changed hands since then, of course . Towards the back is a sit down area that...if I 'm not mistaken...was once a soda fountain. I wish it still existed as a soda fountain. Would love to have an old fashioned black and white soda, or something comparable. Some of my early positive memories concern the Preakness Luncheonette, which was Wayne 's version of the sweet shop. I can remember my father bringing me there for a lemon coke, which seemed very exotic at the time. They sold magazines, newspapers, candy, ice cream, cigarettes, hamburgers, etc. (On a side note, while I 'm wandering down Memory Lane...as an adolescent, I became friendly with 2 cousins from Yonkers...Tommy and Ricky...who had contests with each other to see who could shoplift the most items. The Preakness Luncheonette was one of their targets, and Tommy asked me one time, as I sat outside as a spectator, Ed, can I get you anything? How about a Creepy magazine? He came back with 5 issues of Creepy magazine, plus several other items, easily winning the contest with his cousin. That incident lit a light bulb in my head: Wow, this looks almost too easy! Who needs money? I don 't have to deliver any more newspapers! I began my criminal career as a shoplifter at the Luncheonette, stealing horror comics and girlie magazines...the hormones were starting to kick in...and moving on to books, records, toys, items I didn 't really need, even a wall poster that I concealed in my pants leg. My career as a budding Dillinger ended when a guy at another store stopped me, lifted up my shirt. Some 6th sense had made me toss back the magazine I had been ready to shoplift before he stopped me. Not finding any contraband, he growled, Get the f*ck out of my store. The thought of my father...a nice guy but fearsome when he was pissed...finding out terrified me more than the thought of jail did, and scared me straight. But I would like to take this opportunity to apologize these many decades later to the owners of the Preakness Luncheonette, who seemed like regular people trying to run a small business. Which has been out of business for decades. My sincere apologies for any part I might have played in that. The Manor does have a magazine section, but I 've outgrown girlie magazines (although I still have a weakness for horror comics , and have no temptation to resort back to my childhood thievery. At the front counter, I buy 2 coffees. One large black, with lots of sugar, for my birth mother. One small black, for me, no sugar. To make up for the no sugar in the coffee, I also buy Italian honey candy, coconut chocolate, and a Chunky. (This is what I guess I consider recompense for my good deed of helping out with the laundry. You can buy Lotto tickets here, soda or sports drinks, cigarettes, as well as some canned items. Surprisingly, I 've been able to buy paper towels and tissue paper here when those items have been in short supply elsewhere. The proprietors seem to be going out of their way to help their neighbors and customers during this Covid 19 crisis that we all find ourselves in. The gentleman I talked to said they were trying to bring in ample supplies of toilet paper and liquid hand soap as well. So it 's a nice, nostalgic vibe from the past, and they 're doing their part to be helpful in these trying times. For all that, I have to give them kudos. Now if they 'd only re activate that soda fountain in the back...

Cute lil' old-fashioned sweet shop. Has turned into more of a convienience store though. They now have many more lotto cards everywhere. But it's still worth a look if you're ever in Rutherford. I guess I like this shop because I live in pa and have seen nothing like it. Overall, it's not bad and worth a shot....

Great store indeed that's for sure nice and cheap 25 cents to a dollar for candy and awesome old fashioned old jukebox old coke machine everything in your 1950s candy store because I know the business opened in the 50s and that's its awesome 99% and the reason why it isn't awesome 1%, is that he kin Indian store clerk is nasty she don't deserve to even have that business, someone better should be running that place, and plus, the 711 next door should not even be there it should be somewhere else, and yeah, I just don't like the Indian lady, she doesn't deserve to have the business, but over all, it was awesome, and that's all I have to say for that

It's a lovely reminder of the sweet shops that were quite popular during my childhood, and...for all practical purposes...they seem to have disappeared.

Adorable little old-fashioned sweet shop. It seems to have transitioned into more of a convenience store, with an increased selection of lottery tickets everywhere. However, it still retains its...