Today Katharine Shilcutt reported on which restaurants have opened and which have closed around town. The most surprising closure for us was King Biscuit, which commenter Anse wrote in to eulogize:
Gonna miss the Biscuit. The food was nothing special but the scene was the antithesis of trendy. Almost all locals, fiftyish divorcees, Hawaiian-shirt alcoholics, a few jazz aficionados...I sorta imagined it as the place the fake-chested, fake-tanned Washington Ave set would end up after a couple of failed marriages and years of chainsmoking. Good times.
Good times, indeed. RIP, Biscuit.