To our beloved Remy’s:
We remember walking through your doors freshman year,
the air filled with laughter and smell of beer.
Your crowded embrace felt so right,
nothing better to do Tuesday night.
Rumor has it you couldn’t serve tequila,
but you were a damn good taqueria.
The place to go when there were no parties at night,
you just gotta hope there’s no bar fight.
Taco Bell Cantina has nothing on you,
without you our days are blue.
We will never forget this beautiful space,
you can never, ever be replaced.
That sparkling gem down on Haste.
Lovingly and regretfully,
Contact Allison David at [email protected].