I just turned to the web site of the local paper and discovered alarming, saddening, depressing news: the Iron Springs Cafe in Prescott has closed.
Long-time readers of this blog will remember that it was my favorite eating place and I had written about it here and here and here and probably many other times.
Apparently the beloved landmark closed its doors earlier this month.
Another victim of Covid-19?
I can only presume so.
I am sad, very sad.
No more Bloody Caesars.
No more Gumbo.
No more Blackened Catfish.
No more other taste sensations.
No more fun.
If it is forever, R.I.P., and thank you for so many good times.
