Scene: Café Volan on Bangs Avenue in Asbury Park. We stopped there for an excellent cappuccino. (link below)
We are sitting at a table, and at another table nearby are two young men having coffee.
In walks a rugged looking guy wearing tan pants, boots, T shirt and a vest that says “POLICE” on the back. He is carrying a gun in plain sight. He is ordering three coffees to go. The two guys start a conversation with the man, and one of them says:
“Are you undercover?”
The policeman responded (couldn’t hear it) and then he left with his coffees.
I told Eileen that the policeman must belong to a special unit such as a swat team because he was in Café Volan, having a gourmet coffee drink rather than a cup of Joe in Dunkin Donuts. But the reality is, when in Rome you drink cappuccinos, even if you are a cop on the beat or two Grovers undercover as hipsters.
DJANGO REINHARDT “Brazil”
Paul and Eileen Goldfinger, Editors, on assignment in Asbury Park.
It could only happen to you two