One of my favorite restaurants burned down this morning.
A fire is said to have started in the Sushi restaurant next door.
Slickety Jim's was not your everyday diner. It was special. It was decorated with bric-brac that looked like it was looted from the antique store, yard sale and your grandmother's attic. But the menu had the real decoration.
I liked to go there just so I could say, Society Made me What I am- and that meant I'd have the scrambled eggs, vegan sausage and cheese wrapped in a tortilla with salad on the side.
RIP Slick. I'll miss you.
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