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Alan Richman once gave us the best piece of food writing advice we’ve ever received. “When it’s really bad,” he said, “just report the facts.”
So here goes.
Despite my terrific pun in the title, this is sad sad news for lovers of was was basically the Earth 2 version of Le Cirque. In my eyes, it could have been the same restaurant with a big “I Love Lucy” line painted down the middle separating the French from the Italian, with a little Swiss host stand in the middle.
The story officially broke by our very own lovechild of Walter Cronkite and and Gene Shalit, in perhaps the most zeitgeist-y way you can, via Facebook Status Update. While the ability so spur a veritable whirlwind of flying rumors is enviable, I can confirm with John that it is the Lord’s truth: We’re losing a good one. The reasoning, still quite murky. The murk may go deep, even to the thick black oil that pumps through a casino exec’s cold, unbeating heart.

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Before ELV had even a moment to think up some clever/catchy/juvenile/suggestive moniker for this pulchritudinous pair people pleasers at Honey Salt, Yvette (or maybe it was Ashley), described their dynamic duality thusly: “I’m sweet and she’s savory,” said Yvette (or maybe it was Ashley), and from that point on, we had no qualms about commenting upon their deliciousness.
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