Sunday night had so much promise. In addition to a new episode of True Blood and the season premiere of Mad Men, I ordered dinner (a potato paratha and chickpea stew) from Lassi, my favorite Indian takeout spot. Everything was going great until my food arrived and I found a note tucked inside the bag informing me that Lassi, my beloved Lassi, is closing at the end of the month. I can't even begin to explain how sad this news made me. It's a good thing I had Lafayette and Eric (my favorite True Blood characters) as comfort.
In my younger, less-self-controlled days, I might order from Lassi everyday until it shuts its doors, but that would likely just make me miss it more. (I plan to place several orders while I still can but I promise to exhibit at least a modicum of self control).
The loss of Lassi got me thinking about similarly devastating restaurant closures. A couple years ago, my family discovered that our favorite local restaurant was gone. In that case, the mainRead More »from What Happens When Your Favorite Restaurant Closes?