It still takes you a bit aback. On 7th Avenue, across from Centro Ybor–where La Ultramar used to be–there is now a 7-Eleven. It’s better than a ply-wooded jewelry store, but it does seem almost sacrilegious. Right next to cigar retailers and mafia-tour queues. Hey, this is the heart of Tampa’s Latin roots, its Cuban soul, its mob history. 7-Eleven? Would the home office accept 7-Once?