A delicious dinner last night in an outside umbrella’d booth at 224 Boston Street. Barbara started with kung pao calamari, followed by a southwest salad. I started with pork dumplings, followed by a pan-seared duck breast with roasted carrot purée,… Read More ›
Dorchester/Boston
Can you pronounce dBar as one syllable?
Barbara and I had a lovely dinner at dBar, outside on their beautiful patio…but we forgot to take pictures! ☹️ I suppose that means it didn’t happen. So we’ll settle for a photo from OpenTable. Barbara started with a “jumbo… Read More ›
Signs of the times in Medford and Brookline
First, here’s a sign inside the entrance to the Wegmans in Medford: Yes, I know that it’s purely for commercial purposes, but it still makes me feel welcome. On the other hand, here is a pair of street signs in… Read More ›
William says it’s important to distribute your patronage.
Yesterday the kitty couch, today the round cat bed.
Irises
Irises. Perhaps, like some people I know, you don’t believe that that’s how the plural of iris is spelled. Perhaps you prefer the original spelling, ἰριδες. In any case, our ἰριδες are doing quite well, considering that it’s only mid-May.
Don’t be misled by the name.
The Neponset Cafe is a small Japanese restaurant in Dorchester that primarily features ramen, despite the restaurant’s name—which comes from its location on Neponset Avenue, right next to Neponset Circle. (Don’t confuse it with a very different Neponset Cafe across… Read More ›
Revisiting Brasserie
In honor of Star Wars Day, Barbara and I returned to Brasserie for our third visit yesterday. OK, I lied. It wasn’t really for Star Wars Day (but still: May the Fourth be with you). It was for another holiday… Read More ›
Looking forward to a local cat café
What’s wrong with you, Boston? Tokyo has 100 cat cafés; Boston has zero! But that may be changing—for the better, of course, since we couldn’t have fewer than zero. Richard Auffrey, better known as The Passionate Foodie, recently wrote about… Read More ›
Mangia, mangia al Tavolo!
Yesterday evening it was time for a return visit to Peabody Square, this time to Tavolo. It felt like my Italian grandmother kept urging “Mangia, mangia!” No, wait, I don’t have an Italian grandmother. OK, so my Jewish grandmother kept… Read More ›
New menu at Ashmont Grill!
The Ashmont Grill has a new menu! Admittedly the majority of the items on the menu are still the familiar old favorites, but plenty of new choices are available. It didn’t take much arm-twisting for Barbara and me to try… Read More ›
Just Thai
Delicious delivery from Just Thai Kitchen in Fields Corner last night: tom yum soup with extra shrimp; JTK wings; spring rolls; and stir-fried crispy pork-belly with Chinese broccoli in chili-garlic oyster sauce with white rice, more commonly known as Khao… Read More ›
More deliciosity from AG
Last night deserved another dinner at the Ashmont Grill—first time without masks in a couple of years! Barbara started with an “appetizer-sized” portion of three delicious barbecued pork belly sliders with mango BBQ glaze, shaved romaine, and pickled onions. Clearly… Read More ›
Cats on ottoman
Apparently there’s plenty of room for both boy cats on the ottoman:
224
Too few menus include lamb (except for Greek restaurants). Even fewer include duck (except for some Chinese restaurants). Fewer still include both lamb and duck, which are my two favorite meats. First-world problem, I know. But fortunately 224 Boston Street… Read More ›
How does gerrymandering harm you?
Elbridge Gerry has a lot to answer for. As you probably once knew—but have now forgotten—Gerry was vice president of the United States under James Madison, a role for which nobody remembers him (as is the case for most vice… Read More ›
One pączki, two pączki? Fat Thursday, not Fat Tuesday? Are you confused yet?
Let me unconfuse you, as I earlier had to unconfuse myself. Unless you are Polish, or live(d) in a predominantly Polish neighborhood (like the northern tip of Dorchester), you surely think that a Polish pastry is called a pączki (pronounced… Read More ›
It was just ducky!
Barbara and I had a simple but extra-delicious dinner yesterday at Tavolo: focaccia; seared duck breast with roasted fingerling potatoes, baby kale, roasted beets, and cranberry-and-orange jam; and carbonara consisting of house-made chitarra, pancetta, romano, egg, and parsley. Then I… Read More ›
What‽ Ashmont Grill again‽
It seems that Barbara and I visited the Ashmont Grill just two weeks ago. It seems like that because it’s true. But we just had to go again last night when we saw the list of specials: I couldn’t resist… Read More ›
Are we embarrassed to be Bostonians? Should we be?
Patrick Maguire’s blog, Server Not Servant, is always worth reading. Those of us who treat restaurant servers well—those of us who consider respect toward essential workers to be an important American value—have been sorely tested by some of our fellow… Read More ›