Beantown Cravings

Did I mention that I'm done with classes? Huzzah!

Three months of leisure reading before I return to literary theory. I adore those Victorians but I'm a bit sick of puddings and treacle and roasts and meat pies. If you were middle to upper class you could enjoy those dishes and host of other dainties; the poor gnoshed on gruel (it's no coincidence it rhymes with 'cruel'), stale bread, and potatoes.

Summer is my favorite time to eat in Boston. Outdoor dining and long sunny evenings create the perfect atmosphere for long, luxurious dinners. With berries in season and seafood fresh out of the (relatively) warm Atlantic, restaurant fare tends to be light and colorful.


Stay tuned for my forays into shortcake, icy cocktails, and lobster rolls.