She paused, then pointed to a mossy fin-de-siècle stone lion in the restaurant’s main corridor. “We liked this because it looked like the cowardly lion,” she said, recalling that she and Mr. LeRoy had seen the sculpture in a shop window in London, and loved it madly. She added, “We traveled the world looking for things that belonged at Tavern.”
The news that Tavern on the Green is bankrupt breaks my heart. On a trip to New York, we had lunch there after we paddle-boated in Central Park.