BEFORE I TACKLED SANDY, I stopped by the Sailor’s Corner Cafe to pick up some lunch for the guys.
“Hi, there,” Alejandra said over her shoulder as she walked past me carrying a tray laden with chocolate shakes. “I’ll be right with you.”
I picked up a menu from the counter and looked at today’s specials. The Captain’s Chili sounded good, as did the Boatswain’s Burger. But what sounded even better was one of those shakes.
Alejandra set her tray down on the counter. “Are you here on your own today?”
“Just picking up some lunch to take back to the boat.”
She whipped out her pad and pen. “What’ll it be?”
“I’ll take three of the Boatswain’s Burgers with fries.”
“No problem. Anything else?”
“How about a chocolate shake while I’m waiting?”
The young woman smiled. “Coming right up.”
I sat
