We’ll miss always having a solid option for an Italian trattoria in the arsenal.
We’ll miss your solid neighborhood meet-up destination vibe and duck fat fries. We’ll always miss duck fat fries.
We'll miss this almost 10-year-old spot, stumbling into it to get late-night nachoritos, and thinking that 100sqft could cost less than $4,500 in the East Village.
We'll miss being able to sit down and grab a big-ass burrito and a badass margarita, though we're hopeful the new to-go spot means we'll still be able to at least get an overstuffed fix.
We’ll miss your duck schnitzel with wolfberries, which was amazing, and your ginger stout cake which was even amazing-er.
We’ll miss having a spot that we could always count on to go to late-night.