One afternoon in early fall of 2005 or 2006, I had a couple of hours to kill -- it might have been been before an evening flight out of SeaTac. I drifted down t

One afternoon in early fall of 2005 or 2006, I had a couple of hours to kill -- it might have been been before an evening flight out of SeaTac. I drifted down towards the water nearby, to come across Saltwater State Park. After checking out the shoreline, on the way back to my car I passed by an old fellow parked in an older red pickup facing the water. He had his window rolled down, and instead of just saying "howdy", I asked him whether he had a good local place he could recommend for seafood. That turned into a half or maybe hour long conversation. Turns out he was an engineer with Boeing and was involved with stuff and knew the big shots circa WWII and/or a bit thereafter. This was early 2000's and he looked like he could be well into his 80's or even a well preserved 90-ish, so I had no trouble believing him. Plus, the details he knew, and it was a pleasant and interesting conversation, anyway. I wish I could remember his name. It was a fascinating conversation, and I knew just enough to be able to hold up my end in basically understanding and appreciating what he was saying. I think -- hope -- he enjoyed that. (And I was humble and curious enough to ask lots of questions. And I guess I knew enough to make some counterpoints and do my part in furthering the conversation.) I left with the impression that he was a dyed in the wool engineer and personality. Although, at this remove, I'm a bit vague on how much of the conversation was engineering and how much business, about which he also certainly had some opinions. Anyway, I only provide the details because it was the better part of twenty years ago and I'm sure I'm not revealing his hang out spot too soon. He did have two places to recommend, the much more convenient of which was Lorraine's. They were packed, but they fit me in for dinner at the bar and the wild salmon was excellent. P.S. I'm almost certain it was called Lorraine's, but I'm not finding it now. A short distance away, right on the water -- in fact, sticking out into the water. Gorgeous sunset views -- both the 2005 and 2006 trips had great weather. Sam. Sam was his first name. Maybe another hour or two will give me his last name, from memory.