For what it's always been, I love Press 195. I don't look to it for "authentic" panini, but for great pressed sandwiches and salads, for an easy neighborhood midweek bite. The guys that own (owned?) it always had great servers working there, and I never thought twice about going often and tipping well.
On Wednesday, my wife and I both worked late, and stopped into Press at 9:30. We asked if they had any tables in the back patio, at which point the guy said "actually, we're only doing take-out orders, because we're closing down." Two or three tables were in the main dining room at this point. My wife looked at each other, shrugged, and left.
The next night--last night--our craving undiminished, we walked into Press again. Any tables in the back? "We're not seating anyone back there," the host said. Why not? "Because we're closing down." What time do you close?, asked my wife. "10 o'clock," he said. What time is it now, asked my wife. "It's, like, 9," he said.
It was 8:35.
This has nothing to do with the food. Nothing to do with the atmosphere or the prices. Everything to do with the people. If you don't want my business, being *clearly* uninterested is a great way to let me know. One of the original owners lives on my block, and I was hoping to run into him before I posted this, but no dice. Are we the only ones who have noticed anything amiss?