Failing Restaurant Closing Soon

A local pizzeria, A Slice of New York, has had a sign out for months that they're closing soon. Now they have a sign showing a date: Next Saturday.



This restaurant has been circling the drain for several years. The pandemic was tough on many restaurants, but this one did the WTF coming out of the pandemic of reducing their hours in late 2023 to just one and two-half days a week. At the time I mused they wouldn't make it a year by cutting their own revenue so badly. Somehow they held on for 18 months. (I wonder if the landlord had given them a sweetheart deal and it took them this long to raise the rent to market rates. Or for an eviction to work its way through the courts.)

I have mixed feelings about seeing this pizzeria go under. I used to love this pizzeria. When their pizza's good, it's great. But for the past few years now, more often than not their pizza has been left sitting out too long. It's usually dried out and sad looking. Half the time I've gone in there recently I've turned around and walked out after seeing the choices. It's become an in-joke between Hawk and me; I've got to have a "Plan B" for where else to eat any time I try to go to this pizzeria.

Screw this Cold, I'm Going to the Hot Tub. Again!

I'm still sick with a cold. And I expect I will be for a few more days. But, dammit, I am sick of being too tired to relax this week. I will not let being literally sick and tired on the weekend stop me from enjoying myself! So I went out to the hot tub again this morning, like yesterday.



I even sat out in the sun again after enjoying a soak in the hot water.

Ironically I am a bit less tired while being sick than I was before I got sick. Maybe it's because I'm getting a bit more sleep now? At any rate, I am determined not to let this mild bout of sickness— and so far it is mild, thankfully— keep me from doing pleasurable things.