Years ago my son was a chef at a very famous restaurant in our town. A Santa Cruz icon, a destination for all the movie stars filming in the area.
Aaron used to drive his old Toyota station wagon to Moss Landing to pick up the squid which was their signature dish. Then he'd stop by our house on Depot Hill and pick the mint that grew abundantly next to our leaky backyard water faucet.
Nothing more glamorous than that: an old car, an old faucet and a young eager cook.