A group of dedicated high-school students and city employees paint a mural, in historically accurate colors, overlooking the garden maintained by community volunteers at Clementine Park in Dorchester:
Dorchester/Boston
Bella Luna
It may not look like much in the picture, but it sure was yummy: grilled sea scallops with fresh corn, cherry tomatoes, and peaches (that’s a peach, not an egg yolk, in the picture), all served over parsnip puree. This… Read More ›
Barcelona (the restaurant, not the city)
Four out of five stars, IMHO, for the Barcelona restaurant in Brookline. Barbara and I went there last night as a change of pace for our anniversary dinner. A major motivator was that we both love Barcelona, the city, and… Read More ›
Yellow Door Taqueria
Barbara and I had an excellent dinner last night at Dorchester’s Yellow Door Taqueria, easily found by looking for… of course… the yellow door. I know that many people consider this a bar rather than a restaurant, but it’s successfully… Read More ›
Excellent carpentry, Verizon!
Coleman Road, Arlington (corner of Wildwood Ave). That looks like a first-rate job, safe and secure, doesn’t it? Excellent carpentry, Verizon!
Our Stories, our Stuff, our Somerville at the Somerville Museum
What have you got in your basement? Yesterday I had the opportunity to see a fascinating exhibit of 79 artifacts at the Somerville Museum, all donated by Somerville residents. They have been organized by type of object, as you… Read More ›
Another #1 for Weston, plus a public service flowing from Weston to Dorchester
Something else where Weston is #1: According to Commonwealth Magazine, “The most generous political donors in Massachusetts state and municipal campaigns last year, perhaps unsurprisingly, tend to live in some of the wealthiest communities in the state… Weston was at the very… Read More ›
Over the cliff
Douglas peers down over the edge of a scary cliff:
Mollie on her kitty couch
That tiny little Mollie doesn’t look quite so tiny when she’s stretched out on her kitty couch:
Ingrid Thoft
No, “Identity Theft” is not the title of this book — though you can readily see why Barbara thought so when she glanced quickly at the cover. Identity is Ingrid Thoft’s second novel. In some ways it’s in the tradition… Read More ›
Bay State Model Railroad Museum Spring Model Train Show
Wow! Look at that title: a noun phrase consisting of nine consecutive nouns! Maybe the show should be called Buchtstaatsmodelleisenbahnmuseumsfrühlingsmodellzugshow. On second thought, maybe not. OK, enough fooling around with German. Let’s get back to the show itself, which was… Read More ›
Happy Exelauno Day!
Schools in this entire area (not just Roxbury Latin!) are closed today in honor of Ἐξελαύνω (Exelauno) Day. Or maybe there’s some other reason.
Boston Chops
Apparently, Boston restaurateurs are supposed to be named Chris. The chef/owner of Ashmont Grill, our favorite every-day local restaurant — well, more like twice a month, but who’s counting? — is Dorchester neighbor Chris Douglass. Then, for my birthday dinner… Read More ›
I found the missing R!
I found the missing R! Remember my recent post about my neighborhood barber shop with the missing R? (In case you missed it, here is the photo again of the storefront, showing that it’s a Baber Shop, not a Barber… Read More ›
Wide William
William in his wide-body pose:
Baber?
Never noticed this Baber Shop before (near where I live). I wonder how much that nice sign cost them.
Welcome, Flicka!
Please welcome the newest member of the Davidson-Bean household. Flicka was an abandoned cat who has lived on our front porch for two years now, and today’s weather report was enough to convince Barbara and me that it was time… Read More ›
Three cats
Three of our cats cuddled up together: do they love each other, or are they just heat-seeking mammals?
William thinks he’s a hamburger.
William thinks he’s a hamburger:
The Kosher Wok
Yesterday, as is traditional on Christmas Eve, I had lunch with a friend, a colleague, two of her sons, and two former students at The Kosher Wok in Brookline. The four of us — yes, I said four, not seven… Read More ›