For those of you nostalgic for Christie’s, the restaurant that in our high school years was at the intersection of Baltimore Pike and Route 202, act fast and you can buy the site. It is up for sale. But you would be just buying the vacant site. Christie’s has long been replaced by a succession of gas stations.
Actually, I never ate at Christie’s, nor did I know anyone who did. It was just the end point of our occasional car races. Taking off from Lansdowne, there was a light or two at Clifton Heights, then clear sailing to Media. Springfield? Where’s that? From Media on was only deserted road where strategy went out the door, and the race was one of pure speed. Christie’s was the only place lit up in the distance, a beacon in the darkness like approaching adulthood. You couldn’t miss it.
Maybelline, why can’t you be true?