This post comes nearly two days later than I had originally intended on. My apologies. Though I don't believe anyone was actually waiting with bated breath for it's go-live date. . . So, last weekend was Mr. Super Stamp Girl's birthday trip to Boston. (I make that sound as though we don't already live in the state of Massachusetts and it isn't a 1 1/2 hour journey from home). It's really NOT that far, we just don't venture to the city much. It's kind of one of those things, why swim in the pool in your own backyard? Don't think too hard, you're not supposed to actually answer that question!
First, to prepare you for a trip to Boston, you're going to have to talk the talk.
There are no "R's" in Boston.
The Gahden - a reference to the Boston Garden or the TD Banknorth Garden
Pahk the cah in Hahvad yahd - park the car in Harvard yard
No Suh - No Sir
Wicked pissa - cool, good *On a side note - "wicked" is used a LOT in Boston, and it is used indiscriminately, it can modify anything (e.g.: "Wicked good," "Wicked bad," "Wicked boring," "Wicked awesome" etc.)
Northeastah - Very bad storm spinning off the coast causing ferocious northeast winds
Bah-gin - a baRgain/deal/discount at Filene's Basement (do they even still have Filene's Basement anymore?)
Bubblah - water fountain
The Chahles - ChaRles River running through Boston
Dawchestahh - Dorchester, a suburb of Boston
The Monstah - Fenway Park's 37 foot left field wall, also known as the Green Monster
Skeezah - used when describing a drug addict; more specifically, a drug slut (okay, inappropriate yes, but hey, blame Wiktionary.org)
Connah - corner
If you come with me to the North End, we will be eating at Dolce Vita on Hanover Street. You don't get a choice. We will eat the Ravioli Rosso. Again, no choice here. Ravioli Rosso is ravioli (shocker!) in a pink cream vodka sauce. You will want to order the pink cream vodka sauce as your appetizer, your drink and your dessert. You will want to ladle this sauce directly into your mouth. Scratch that, get an IV of pink cream vodka sauce STAT! You will want to bathe in it. You will want to lick my plate clean, your plate clean and every Joe Schmoe's plate clean in the restaurant. You will ask for seconds, then you will unbutton your pants and ask for thirds. You will dream about this sauce in your sleep. It's THAT good. Or, as they say in Boston, it's wicked good.
After we roll out of Dolce Vita, we waddle up the street to Mike's Pastry. This is the famous for it's canolli's part of the North End.
Cannoli's and eclairs, red velvet cupcakes and creme brulee cups. Is this not a sugar lover's paradise?
Boston is a very walkable city. And, I highly suggest after all that pink vodka cream sauce and sugary topped sugarness that you walk. A lot. Walk yourself right on down to Quincy Market. Except perhaps on this night, when it was torrential downpours. . .
Then keep on walking right into Chinatown or the Theater District. In our case, it was an 8pm showtime at the Charles Playhouse of the Blue Man Group. Of course, photos are not allowed in the theater, so sorry, this is the only shot you get. BUT, for only $89.95 you too can see them for yourself! Mr. Super Stamp Girl L-O-V-E-D the show, which was important, as it was HIS birthday present. Me. . . Well. . . I'm no Siskel or Ebert, but two thumbs up would have served a better purpose on the highway.
After all that blue man drumming and pink vodka sauce indulging, one falls into a deep coma (until 2 am when the bahs (bars) close and the city comes alive and then you get up and walk all over again. This time, the Freedom Trail.
The Freedom Trail will take you on nearly 3 miles and 16 historical sights around Boston and just happens to lead you back into the North End. . .
Where I'd recommend a plate of Ravioli Rosso all over again!
Thanks for stopping by and have a S-U-P-E-R day!