The first thing you notice about The Hadley restaurant is its vintage vibe. From the wood paneling that floats up the wall to meet tiered chandeliers to the heavy, cristal d’arques drink tumblers, every detail communicates mid-century design.
As the crowd swelled, it became difficult to determine who had been served and who hadn’t. Another volunteer turned to me.
“How do we decide who gets sandwiches?”
I said, “You can’t control that. These men are coming to us for free food. If they are asking, they must be hungry.”