Otto Mohler has been at the end of the table at The Old Mohawk for as long as anyone can remember. He has a particular fondness for the turtle soup while enjoying the white daisy on the menu.

Otto believes the dinner table is where a neighborhood actually happens. Not at the big events, not at the public meetings, but in the small hours when the regulars are still there and someone starts telling a story you haven't heard yet. He considers it his job to make sure those evenings keep happening. He's been remarkably successful.