"A little greasy-spoon diner a few blocks from the writer's apartment that has been a favorite for nearly 12 years and is slated to close on February 25. It's described as a perfect diner — over-easy eggs, the club sandwich, fries, spinach pie, and Greek salad are all singled out — and a place that fills with elderly couples after church alongside a mix of families, hipsters, and longtime neighbors. The atmosphere pairs a TV showing local news above a fridge case of layer cakes with the nonstop drum of delivery orders being taken and called out to short-order cooks; staff know regulars' names and preferences (even grabbing Splenda for coffee) and have shown personal kindness, including slipping a $20 under a newborn's foot as an Easter gift. The writer has had hundreds of meals there and relied on its familiarity during a time of neighborhood transitions." - Amanda Kludt