Slow The Pace

t’s hard not to love a place whose website begins with the beers on tap at the local brewery, and where a passer-by at the free town dock asks strangers whether they want a ride to “the Piglet.” That’s what the locals call the town’s Piggly Wiggly, smaller than most of the supermarkets in the chain, but chockablock with nearly everything boaters need for the galley and some things they don’t, like T-shirts sporting a smiling pig and an outsized OiNc, an abbreviation