Hey HN! I go a bit about the project on the about [0] page, but wanted to chime in here as well.
It’s been a project long in the making - it started in 2019, before everything shut down/changed. The list of closed restaurants I found - for New York only - was already really long. So now (that I have time to work on it at recurse.com) it really felt like I needed to do something about it.
When a restaurant (or any business) shows up on Google Maps as “permanently closed”, in that bright red font, there’s always a tiny bit of a pang of sadness. It’s definitely more than a pang when you look for a place you loved and expected to visit again.
The project’s “aesthetic” is inspired by early 2000s funeral homes’ websites. The combination of funeral + restaurant is what made it click for me. Maybe what we long for is a place to share our losses? Maybe.
Thanks for checking it out! :)
[0] https://restaurants.rip/about
If you were from downtown, it was where a lot of our stories and memories happened. You knew legends about people who you saw there but might not have talked to much. I left the city shortly after it closed because there wasn't anything to replace the life it made possible, where you could spend a saturday morning with a newspaper at the bar that served real food and make small talk with strangers. You might learn their names and what they did after a decade of seeing them, but it didn't matter. I still pop into the new place once in a while to pick up the coffee that is like nowhere else and it's worth the trip, but the downtown chapter is closed.
Same with La Hacienda on Queen St. Those two spots were landmarks of the city and its culture, and when they went, they took a lot of the coherence of the stories of people who grew up in them with them. Brunch tables full of punks, goths, and rockers wearing last nights makeup at La Hacienda usually with some awful local hardcore blaring over the speakers and farcically hostile service were what defined Queen st. People there were legends too. You'd see them and hear stories about them even if you'd never been introduced, and everyone would always talk about how they knew each other when.
Pandemic policies killed those places and also destroyed the culture of the city, so I left. I'm sure new people will make new memories, but it takes generations to make anything like that again.