Louie’s 106, that is. At Louie’s original location, farther east on Sixth and on the other side of the street, I used to eat fish at the downstairs bar quite often, which was much quicker than ordering at a table in the upstairs dining room. Since the long-ago move to the Littlefield Building, though, Louie and I had been strangers.

Until today. But today was an emergency. Lunch was late, late, late, so late that suppertime approached. Not that many places are open the entire afternoon through.

Louie’s to the rescue! The tablemates were at different stages of hunger. First on the table was some good, honest bread, with oil and accompaniments to enrich it. The seafood soup, with tomato in the broth, and calamari rings and mussel, was a happy choice for one diner. A generous bowl of mussels from Prince Edward Island, in the Canadian maritime provinces, made a diner very happy. What came to me was described on the menu as “pepper and fennel-crusted pan-seared salmon filet, with Romesco sauce, bacon shallot vinaigrette, broccolini, and roasted new potatoes.” This was a very generous plate for a luncheon entree. The fish came hot to the table, and the vinaigrette was delicious to the nth degree. Some enjoyed a sorbet of tropical fruits, garnished with strawberry.

There’s an on-line coupon, so next time it’ll be supper.