Bering's closes, an era ends

Today, we're baking cookies and taking them over to all the ladies at Bering's, which is, alas, closing its doors soon.    What a stupid shame!   The owners, who are from Houston and don't know much about life here, got an offer on their property that they couldn't refuse —– it's prime real estate.    They then looked around, halfway, for a similar spot in Alamo Heights.    But since they don't know this town, they don't know that they could have looked in Terrell Hills and Olmos Park, both of which have some really great spots available.    So instead they're just closing abruptly.

We did make out like bandits there, though, the other day, spending money from our bridal registry.    And what a great experience that registration was!   It was the way things were everywhere a generation ago —– or, now, two generations ago —– but aren't anymore.    The ladies all know us by name and know our tastes, and know taste, and helped us pick out stuff, giving us gentle guidance when our instincts faltered, and in general sharing in our joy.

Naturally, they're left out in the cold a bit.    And so are all of us.    This is exactly what's meant by the Tragedy of the Uncommons. Pretty soon the cool, funky, genteel, unique store with a little of everything, including a tearoom where you'll see everyone's mom you ever knew, will be replaced by a Gap with a Starbucks in it.    Remind me not to go there.

***UPDATE***:  it's a Chili's.    Yawwn.

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