Excerpt From A Darkness More Than Night (Photo by Wendy Werris) He walked into Du-par's, the corner restaurant in the market, but didn't see Winston at any of the tables or the counter. He hoped she hadn't come and gone. He chose an unoccupied booth that afforded the most privacy and sat down. He didn't need to look at the menu. They had chosen the Farmer's Market to meet because it was near Edward Gunn's apartment and because McCaleb wanted to eat breakfast at Du-par's. He had told Winston that more than anything else about Los Angeles, he missed the pancakes at Du-par's. Often when he and Graciela and the children made their once-a-month trip to overland to buy clothing and supplies not available on Catalina they ate a meal at Du-par's. It didn't matter whether it was breakfast, lunch or dinner, McCaleb always ordered pancakes. Raymond did, too. But he was boysenberry while McCaleb was traditional maple.