Musings of a late twenty something still trying to figure it all out. Things I HAVE figured out... food, travel and the Windy City. A recent transplant to Boston, I'm starting from scratch.
A perfect Saturday in Boston—
First, we put our name down at Neptune Oyster since the waits are always an hour plus, even on a Saturday afternoon.
Next, Mercato del Mare’s 1pm oyster shucking lesson, you shuck all you care to eat and pay per oyster. The lesson is BYO as well and there’s a fairly priced wine shop across the street w/ a great beer selection. After the lesson we decided to purchase a shucking knife, we’ll see if it gets any use in the next 2 years.
We headed back to Neptune Oyster, after wedding talk over a cup of coffee, for the fattest lobster roll I’ve ever seen in my favorite cozy space. Too bad we were all oyster-ed out.
Finally, our afternoon was spent biding our time for a birth announcement and celebrating with homemade blini’s, champagne and Facetiming with the birthday girl.
Mercato del Mare. 99 Salem Street. Boston, MA.
Wild Duck. 96 Salem Street. Boston, MA.
Neptune Oyster. 63 Salem Street. Boston, MA.
Recovering from the blizzard.
Boston, MA. January 2013.
Two months later, the first signs of culinary life close to home. Enjoyed a wonderful brunch - duck confit hash and a breakfast club sandwich. Could it be love?
Deep Ellum. 477 Cambridge Street. Allston, MA.
Apartment hunting (not from this place, obviously) .
Boston, MA. June 2012.
