The Goldenrod
Follow the neon to this beach-town classic—a York summer institution ever since it opened in 1896. It’s easy to find: Look for visitors gawking through plate-glass windows at ancient machines hypnotically churning out taffy (millions of pieces a year).
The restaurant, across from the candy-making operation, is low on frills but big on atmosphere: Diners sit on stout oak furniture around a stone fireplace or elbow-to-elbow at an antique soda fountain. Yes, the food is very standard and overpriced (typical American breakfast offerings, with soups, burgers, and a variety of sandwiches for lunch). That said, the old-timey ambiance is charming, and tetchy kids can be easily entertained while waiting for their food by watching taffy being pulled using antique apparati.
Our advice? Skip the restaurant and just visit for the candy counter, where throngs line up to buy boxes of wax-wrapped taffy “kisses”, almond-pocked birch bark, and other penny-candy treats.
Follow the neon to this beach-town classic—a York summer institution ever since it opened in 1896. It’s easy to find: Look for visitors gawking through plate-glass windows at ancient machines hypnotically churning out taffy (millions of pieces a year).
The restaurant, across from the candy-making operation, is low on frills but big on atmosphere: Diners sit on stout oak furniture around a stone fireplace or elbow-to-elbow at an antique soda fountain. Yes, the food is very standard and overpriced (typical American breakfast offerings, with soups, burgers, and a variety of sandwiches for lunch). That said, the old-timey ambiance is charming, and tetchy kids can be easily entertained while waiting for their food by watching taffy being pulled using antique apparati.
Our advice? Skip the restaurant and just visit for the candy counter, where throngs line up to buy boxes of wax-wrapped taffy “kisses”, almond-pocked birch bark, and other penny-candy treats.
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