What REALLY Lies Beneath New York City’s #7 Train

***J. Liao was a young man in 1949 when the Communist government rose to power and nationalized his wealthy family’s businesses in Guangzhou, in southern China. He did not believe there was any opportunity for future growth under the new regime so he emigrated to Cuba to join an uncle who had prospered there. J. Liao established himself in Havana’s thriving Chinatown and developed a restaurant business. In 1959, the Cuban Revolution succeeded in coming to power. J. Liao initially thought maybe this would not be a repeat of the Chinese Revolution. He was wrong. In the early 60s, the Cuban government nationalized his business. He was again forced to flee, this time joining relatives in New York City.

Everyone that left Cuba because of the revolution was forced to leave all possessions behind. J. Liao was no exception. At the airport, on the way out of the country, a guard frisked him, found his battered watch and asked him to remove it. J. Liao responded, “you’ve taken everything, let me at least keep this.” Surprisingly, the guard agreed. Years later he would give the watch to his son, Leonard, as a family heirloom.

J. Liao prospered in NYC’s Chinatown. Rather than be “just another Chinese restaurant,” he and others with similar experiences decided to innovate and leverage their Cuban background into a NYC-centric culinary movement that became known as Chino-Latino, a fusion of Chinese and Latin food.

Mi Estrella Restaurant, under the #7 train in NYC’s Jackson Heights, is the latest iteration of J. Liao’s business. It is managed by his son, Leonard.

Asked about his thoughts on emigrating to the US after twice escaping communism, he says, “I’m grateful to be able to develop a business with the knowledge that it won’t be taken away from me.”

***Sabrina manages her dad’s jewelry store, Omar Jewelers, in Jackson Heights. It is a family business specializing in high-end Indian, Pakistani, and Middle Eastern jewelry. The original, long-established store is in Staten Island. This second store has been open for three years in this location near the #7 train and they are already thinking of opening a third.

Sabrina’s dad came to the US from Pakistan as a young man seeking opportunity. He worked in the wholesale jewelry business for years until he saved enough to open his first successful store. Along the way, he married an Italian girl and raised two kids both of which are involved in the business. His thoughts on the immigrant experience include gratitude for the opportunity to freely open a business and make a living here.

***Family run Rincon Criollo was a thriving restaurant just outside Havana when it was expropriated by the Cuban government shortly after 1960. The family emigrated to the US and worked in factories until they saved enough money to reopen Rincon Criollo in 1976, this time in the US Today there are two successful Rincon Criollo Restaurants, one in Long Island and the other under the #7 train in Corona.

***Sonu manages Armaan’s Bridal, the family business, a few steps from the #7 train in Jackson Heights. Sonu, part Hindu, part Sikh, arrived in the US from India in 2007. He started working the day after he arrived, he says, “working full-time for 10 years straight with no day off.”

“We see an opportunity to expand in the bridal segment by marketing to inter-cultural couples,” Sonu explains. “Many couples want both a Catholic and a Hindu wedding. We want to take the business to the next level by serving them with dignity and grace.”

His thoughts on emigrating to the US pour out with passion, “I’m grateful to be allowed to come here to live my dream. I totally salute the country that has paid back my dedication, hard-work, and integrity. I love it!”

***So, what REALLY lies beneath the #7 line? Certainly diversity, but also industry, perseverance, grit, opportunity; a belief in the values that built this country and a willingness to pursue them with the unshakable certainty that the effort will pay off. What lies beneath the #7 train is America and the personification of the American dream.