It's official. The sign on the door that used to say CLOSED MON & TUES has been folded back on itself to simply say CLOSED. Why bother writing a new sign?
In the menu box on the brick wall, an image from long-ago times, a photo of a young Fedora and her husband, Henry. Fedora's goodbye is simple and true: "It couldn't have happened anywhere else. Thank you, Greenwich Village!"
Somehow, this song keeps playing through my head...
A Night at Fedora
A Regular Remembers
Fedora's Last Days