Allecia Vermillion's article in the March issue of Seattle Met doesn't answer that question. Cody Spafford, the goofy, blonde Walrus & the Carpenter sous chef, is probably the only one who really could. But he's dead now, shot and killed in a stand-off with police after a heroin-fueled bank robbery.
What her article does though is almost more important: It is a heartbreaking portrait of the hardworking, kindhearted and ambitious Spafford and the oyster restaurant that embraced him; as real with his flaws as his accomplishments. It is a mirror to be held by anyone who has ever worked in a kitchen; who has ever grown to love a dark soul attracted to that porchlight. And it is very much worth the time it will take you to read it.