Matt and I walked up to one of our regular restaurants for dinner last night, E.J.’s Luncheonette on Sixth Avenue in the Village, only to find the windows covered with newspapers and some signs saying that the restaurant has closed. I’m bummed. It’s true that the service had gotten too slow in the last couple of months (they’d seemed to have laid some employees off), but the heaping plates of food were yummy, and it was just a short walk away from us.

If a chain restaurant opens up in its place, I’m going to be so pissed. Unless it’s, well, tasty.

A favorite restaurant closes. Just another day in New York.