I grew up in Newark. I went to school in Newark. I still essentially live in Newark. From the time I was 14 I spent my afternoons and evenings skating, riding, hanging out and frankly just watching the town. I admit I enjoy all that a college town brings with, even if I don't always like the college kids. Despite having easy access to a multiplex with high tech chairs and 3d films, I prefer to see movies in the 3 theater Cimema Center. I enjoy parking the car and walking down main street deciding where to eat, and enjoying the walk.
I remember the Newark Pharmacy, Roy Rogers, The State Theater, The Malt Shop and when Rainbow Records was at it's hey day. I remember hanging outside the stone balloon when Metallilca played there, and the Ramones. While I enjoy Panera, I remember goodwill. Lots of buildings, businesses have changed over the years some for the better of the town, some kinda just homegenization of our town, and some for the worse.
The Post House is closing this month. The Post House that offered years of hangover recuperation, years of outstanding scrapple, and frankly the old time diner breakfast, that really no matter how hard IHOP tries, it just can't deliver. I understand the owners are looking to retire and move on. Good on them.
I will admit, I'm particurlly saddened by this most recent closure. I'm sure the "bucket of frozen yogurt" place they put is will be nice. But Post House, Post House you will be missed.
respect
fatmarc the townie...
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What a humongous bummer.
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