Is there ever a cafe or restaurant that simply astounds you with its awful service, time and time again (and I've worked all sorts of shitty jobs so yes, I do know how difficult waitressing can be)—YET, time and time again, you masochistically continue to go there? Yeah, that's what the Prince Street Cafe was to me. However, as I walked by just now, about to order an omelette that would take half an hour to order, much less arrive (even though the restaurant would no doubt be empty)—now, there's a sign on the door announcing it "Closed By the Order of the Health and Mental Hygiene Department." Mental hygiene! Maybe I will regain mine soon. [Photo by Richard Blakeley]