Memories
I don't have any photos or stories about famous folk, just boyhood memories about the Trident. My father, Joe Morin, worked there and often my mother, sister and I would visit there. Memories include the best steak teriyaki ever, a meal i have tried to re-discover in the ensuing 40 years in vain. Then there was the feel of walking across the timbered dock parking lot and the salty smell of the bay. My sister and I would go crabbing from the barnacled pier, letting down our traps and later pulling on the rope to reveal some wonderful clawed monsters moving about in their little cages. Back indoors were more tasty smells, a seat at the bar (Shirley Temples for my sis, a Roy Rogers for me), a glimpse of Lee Marvin out on the deck, staff Christmas parties, playful banter with the usual outrageous bunch of restaurant staff and good views of the July 4th SF marina fireworks display (when it wasn't foggy). Al Morin ta.morin@virgin.net email
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