I just found out that one of my all-time favorite BBQ joints is closing, after being in business for over 50 years, due to gentrification in their neighborhood taking away most of their core business and raising costs to the point where they just can't operate anymore. I'm devastated.
What have you done to mourn the passing of a good friend like this, aside from raging against the machine and stuffing your face full of their food while you still can?
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