When the Pasta's Waiting for You

The Washington Post reported yesterday that actor Henry Winkler was seen in the city's Georgetown neighborhood, talking on his cell and chatting with a fan. But Winkler, having stepped outside a restaurant called Papa Razzi for his phone call, cut the conversation short. He kissed the fan on the cheek and told her:

"My pasta's getting cold."

And, as any actor knows, eating cold pasta is a bummer.

No More Nathans

Strolling through D.C.'s Georgetown neighborhood this weekend, something just didn't look right to me. I finally realized what it was. Even though I'd heard that Nathans had closed this July, this was the first time I saw the tavern-restaurant with the light brown butcher paper covering up all of the windows.

I only ate a meal once at Nathans, and it was not a memorable one. Still, the restaurant at the corner of M Street and Wisconsin Avenue was situated right at the heart of Georgetown. It was a landmark that every longtime Washington, D.C. resident knew of.

It seems that Nathans was always operating in the red. This shaky economy probably didn't make things any easier.