The Harbor Cafe Regulars: Tides, toast, and familiar faces

Harriet Combe

Every small town has a table by the window where the same faces gather, and here it belongs to a cafe that opens with the tide. This is a slow morning spent among regulars: the fisherman who takes his toast the same way every day, the waitress who knows the town's news before the paper does, the quiet comfort of a place that never changes much. Gentle, unhurried, and easy to return to.