“I’m 87 years old,” Dorado told us. “It’s not worth going through what I’m going through, but my head and heart say it’s worth it. This isn’t how I want to close.” Dorado, whose father-in-law has owned the building since 1918 and who immigrated from Italy in 1930, estimates that she will spend $6,000 in repairs before she can reopen (she hopes this weekend), not to mention a $1,000 fine for operating without a permit (there was paperwork confusion, she says) and the money she is paying her longtime staff while she’s closed. Dorado says she spent six-hour days getting the runaround at the DOH’s offices (“They’re so crowded I’m surprised someone didn’t take out a gun”) before hiring an expediter to sort everything out. “What makes me sick inside,” she says, “is, in 55 years, why was I never told that I needed this plumbing, these sinks?” We don’t have the answer to that, but we know this much — in this fine weather, the closure of a West Village garden is criminal.