At the SeaTac Airport kids play area trying to tire out the rugrats before we board our red eye to New York. Had my last drink at Daphnes for a while but I know I have left it in good hands: the regulars. Over the past few weeks, I have had a number of people tell me that Daphnes only works because I am behind the bar. I tend to disagree--Daphnes works because of the regulars and their interaction with the new customers who walk through the door every day. I could be wrong but I don't think so.
