Model planes hung from the ceiling, most of them models of the small two to six-seater planes that crisscrossed the skies of Alaska. Windows had been added with most of the walls broken up with stunning views of an adjacent marshy field against a backdrop of the bay and mountains in the distance. Booths lined the walls and tables were scattered in the middle of the space. The kitchen was against the far wall with a bar currently crowded with customers. The cavernous space was softened with fabric wall hangings and colorful rugs.
Within minutes, we were seated at a booth. I selected one of the wines they made on site, while Jesse perused the beer selection for several minutes before settling on a seasonal winter beer. After our waiter left to get our drinks, Jesse leaned back in the booth,
