I was mighty sad to learn that Nancy’s closed while I was out of town.
I’ve heard about the diner’s popularity for years and enjoyed my first
breakfast there recently. It was “pick up sticks,” french toast cut
into strips and buttered on all sides. It was one of those breakfasts
that you eat at 10 a.m. and then feel the first pangs of hunger 12
hours later. Nearby, I watched an elderly couple enjoy an early lunch.
They were probably regulars. The woman spread a healthy dose of mayonnaise on her club sandwich after every bite.

Nancy’s is not the place for egg white omelets but comfort food goes down well in this town. According to commenters on David Allen’s blog,
the closing might be the result of a divorce as opposed to the economy.
If that’s the case, a Nancy’s comeback is possible. We’ll keep our
fingers crossed.