There was a line-up at Kelekis on January 31, the day it closed.
When I last visited Kelekis, a few months ago, I noticed a woman at the end of the counter. She didn’t order anything – just sat there reading the paper. There was a banana at her place, which she might have brought from home. Only recently did I realize the woman was Mary Kelekis, restaurant owner, 88. I had a cheeseburger with fries, and a coke.