Say Yes to New Small Adventures
The Old Man feeling good, a beautiful Saturday planned in the weather, and no real plans meant that the Old Man and I decided we would head into Boston and see what trouble we could get into. Ok in reality I wanted to go to the Aquarium and watch the penguins and Myrtle the Turtle. The perk of have an annual Aquarium pass is that I can sneak in stare at the penguins and fish and then duck out without feeling guilty about spending the money on admission. The Old Man had not been since we got the passes and now that it is summer the Aquarium has its own outside bar so with the promises of alcohol he agreed to stalking the penguins.
Since we had no real plan and I am never sure how the Old Man is feeling with his back I told him he was in control of the day and if we walked to much or sat too long he had to tell me. So we left The Reef and just headed toward the North End.
We stumbled upon Central Wharf Co with a sign advertising $2.00 Coronas, which if you know anything about Boston is pretty much unicorn beer pricing. We grabbed a dozen oysters enjoy a couple rounds of Coronas and headed toward the North End, I guess the oysters gave us some inspiration of where to end up. We will be returning to Central Wharf at some point, but it is time to move on to the next tiny adventure.
Not too far up the road we decided to try out Clarke’s Turn of the Century where we got another round and some Dublin chips to soak up the drinks. The chips were good, the beer was cold, but it was only one round worthy at least that day.
The theme of the day (aside from our starting place) was to go places we have never been, BUTTTTT Green Dragon was calling our name, we haven’t been since we got back to Boston and well, we needed some revolutionary drinks. (he he I make myself laugh). The Green Dragon turned out to be a fortuitous stop as we met a man at the bar who I swear was a figment of our imagination. The Old Man and I have been having some Deep Ellum blues the last few days for no real reason, but we do miss the life music, but mostly the jazz. Our bar friend told us about a place in Roxbury called Darryl’s Corner Bar & Kitchen. Which The Old Man made a reservation for the next day before we left the bar. This man was awesome for many reasons and it reaffirmed that while the Green Dragon wasn’t a new spot it, but it led us to a new spot and that was a win in our book.
Jazz brunch booked it was time to say good bye to our new friend and head onto our next new stop. We stopped in to City Smoke Shop with new two week old pretty well stocked humidor to get some smokes with the plan of getting some dinner and going to Stanzas. Sticks bought we popped into one of their neighbors Rigoletto for again just one drink, wasn’t our vibe and that is ok not everyone can be your spot.
Food much needed we headed up Salem St and ran smack into Trattoria di Monica who had tables available. We actually ended up at the Chef’s Table, which is just a bar that looks into the kitchen. It was an amazing view and we had much fun watching the dance of the tiny kitchen. I will admit (because the Old Man will yell at me when he reads this if I don’t) I wasn’t super keen on sitting there until I realize the hostess on the inside was a bit confused by us and it just seemed like a faster and easier way to get some food. The food was amazing, I finally had a cannoli, and it was so much fun to watch all the food being made and figure out how they do all that work so fast and in such rhythm.
After dessert, we decided that heading home was a better idea than Stanzas so we caught our Uber and the St. Anthony’s parade and called it a night.
The whole ride home The Old Man and I talked about how much fun we had on our little adventure and how grateful we were to running into our sage at the Green Dragon. That also reminded us that while we were headed home our day of trying new places wasn’t over, but was just at intermission.
It was fun to explore Boston this way and got us out of the rut of going to the same old places something that is very easy to get into. I would highly recommend you do the same, go try somewhere new for dinner, new beach, new park, heck even a new way (maybe longer) way to get home or to work. It helps you to see your hometown in a new way and gives you the feeling a mini vacation or escape. You might find a gem, you may not, but either way it is still an adventure. Plus you will sound so exotic when you are hanging out at happy hour with your friends telling them about the new places you discovered.
I will end with this: Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to find a new place in your own hometown and report back to share your new found knowledge. Riskypsy out!