Its gotten to the point that were surprised when a small-time Manhattan institution doesnt close. The sign on the door of Pasticceria Bruno is a familiar read: the complaint about rising costs, the shout-out to a community that hardly exists anymore, and of course, the angry sign-off. Happily, Bruno has another location on La Guardia, so we dont have to go for the rest of our lives without those fantastic pignoli cookies. But Bruno was one more little bit of the old Village that we now have to watch turn into what? A Chipotle? A microbrewery? Whatever it is, were already inclined not to like it.
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