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IN THIS CORNER
fORE than a century ago —in the simple days of
1819— a typical Spanish chophouse rose above
the walls at the entrance of the Monserrate gate.
It was a pleasant grilled structure, a rendevous for beaux,
musicians, army officers, attorneys, actors, gentlemen of
culture and honor, desirous to partake of the delicious
and tasty "mixed gin" or cherry Brandy. Ladies in their
carriages under bright silken parasols sippled delicious
brandies while being courted by their gallant knights.
This ideal venerated place was called the "Silver Pine".
This was oved a century ago.
Now —with the passing of years— the "Silver Pine"
facing Albear Square, overlooking the old colonial streets
filled with traditions of its romantic past, has been re
named "La Florida".
"The Silver Pine" and "La Florida" cafe still stand,the
former in our remenbrance, the latter in the reality of
lifes daily toil, serving the public, business men, politi
cians, professionals, writers and the most beautiful of
elegant women, with exquisite whipped fruit juices and
most delicate wines and cocktails.
"The Silver Pine" chophouse was transformed during
the days of the American occupation into headquarters
for the good Yankee tipplers. The bartenders gradually