… not in my photo, anyway. Danica and I rode our bikes to the slip beside T&T Supermarket on Cherry Street. About 20 minutes before my photo, tugs towed the old floating restaurant off to the scrapyard… right past that gap.
Well, anyone would show you that. I show you where Captain John’s isn’t. I believe this is what’s called “gonzo” journalism, because the subject is gone when the reporter arrives.
For a more conventional (some would say successful) approach, here’s the Globe and Mail version.