Ladies and gentlemen, I regret to inform you that Plick’s Waffles and Crepes, my confectionary mecca, the place I would go to pray at least once a day – sometimes twice – has closed. It is a sad, sad day in Harlem.
Actually, it was a sad day about three weeks ago because that’s technically when it happened. I’ve just been so badass about my paleo diet that I didn’t notice until today. My roommate said that they closed sometime during the two weeks when I was at the Cape…coincidence? I think not.