Took Da Chimpz to the mall just now -- wanted to find out just how lame the local Waldenbooks really is. Answer: really lame.

So we wandered into the food court (Mojo asked if the food would argue its case and if we would be judges... wise guy).

We got pizza from Sbarros and sat down. I told them the story of when I was a kid and we'd bug Vito to take us into Manhattan so we could walk around those wacky electronics shops near 34th Street. He'd often take us to Sbarros and we'd eat crazy amounts of food before getting back on the F train to head back to Brooklyn.

Cookie listened intently and said "So this is sort of a flashback for you?"

"Well, not really," I said. "This is a mall. In Ohio. And Sbarros pizza used to be a lot better."

Now if I could just find a bagel shop like the one that used to be by the stairwell in Penn Station -- then I might have a flashback.