Dylan's ended its magical, mystical residency at the Park Plaza building last September, and not a day goes by when we don't whimper about its not being around. The sequel is on its way, due to open this fall in a former florist shop on 36th and Chestnut in Hampden. But you just have to let us be sentimental and goony about the original. We have this thing for slightly below-ground spaces—we're still wishing someone would reopen Dionysus—which somehow linger in the memory like dreamscapes. What we're trying to say is that we're not absolutely convinced there ever was a Dylan's Oyster Cellar, where everybody knew our name, the kind of oysters we loved, and when he'd had our fill of Molly's Punch, the ingredients of which remain an enduring mystery.