MackTruck

In 1969 I worked in a steak pub on Cape Cod. The first customer was an elderly lady who ordered a dry martini while studying the menu. She then had a second martini and ordered 2 lamb hops, medium rare. She would ear one lamb chop and not touch the second one, she then left a $20 tip. The waiter got the big tip and the lamb chop. Her late husband was Mr. Mack, founder of the truck company. She was batshit crazy, but rich as can be.