After shared cabs home from CBGB to Morningside Heights, College Inn was my favorite destination for breakfast before bedtime, ideally in plenary session at the round booth in the back corner. When the only seats were closer to the windows facing Broadway, often I'd see the Fink delivery truck on its pre-dawn rounds. To me, the bakery's familiar motto didn't promise good bread — it was the grace note to a good night out.
College Inn closed its doors for good in 1997, and Fink (or to be precise, its successor company) followed suit five years later. The bakery's trucks still haunt the streets, under new ownership but sometimes with ghostly traces of their old paint jobs; this one recently made a fleeting appearance in Corona, Queens.
"Fink means good bread"
Seen on a repurposed truck
Roosevelt Ave., Corona, Queens
