Back in the courtyard, all the carts are open, and folks are starting to come in to check out the menus. All the chefs are in their carts, smiling, even glowing a little from a the heat and the anticipation. It smells greatóall the aromas from the Union Kitchen mixed and seasoned with the smoke from Wilkinsonís wood-fire oven. If I werenít already full, Iíd stay for lunch.
[Originally published in August, 2012.]
Mark did not "found" the Fleetwood. He bought an ongoing business and renamed it Fleetwood.