In 1985 my wife, Janet and our son, Justin were living in a rented home in Key West. I had recently taken over as Chef of Louie’s Backyard… The hours inside that kitchen were some of the most physically punishing of my life.
Charlie came to work with me not long after he wrote the postcard above…
After 12 hours of work… I was desperate to cool down.
Charlie Trotter would wind down by…
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