
"When I stopped into Black Betty last night [June 15th] around 8:30pm , there was an eerie sense of calm and night-like-every-other-nightli ness in the air. The kitchen was smoky, the waitresses conferring about honoring reservations, and the tables populated, but not overly cluttered. It was hard to believe this place that embodied so much of Williamsburg's spirit would never again open its doors. About two months ago , partners Bud Schmeling and Sandy Glover were given the sad news that they would not have the opportunity to renew their lease [...]