The (un)button-down shirt

The other day Sara graciously offered to take us to a nearby beach.   It's largely unknown, gorgeous and relatively empty since most people go to the better-known beaches.   We divided up duties to get going, and I went with a couple from the UK to get sandwiches at a sub shop.   It's right near the beach, open air, and on most days it's very hot.   The big, tan gringo making our sandwiches and sweating had on a short-sleeved, button-down shirt -- completely unbuttoned. Belly out. It's normal to see things like this here, and my sandwich was delicious.  Can you imagine the health inspection reports if this was in Columbus?