I
arrive in Boston around 6:30, having taken the Bolt Bus. Jean picks me up and we meet M and our friend
V (that is the name she actually goes by) for dinner. Neptune Oyster is the place we’ve chosen, a
tiny restaurant in the North End. Lucky
for us the place has cleared out.
There’s a Bruin’s game starting at the Boston Garden, across the street.
The
menu is small but complete for our tastes.
We order the mussels to start, but they are drowning in a sauce that is
too spicy. The hot lobster roll is
filled with plenty of lobster, and the roll is large and perfectly
grilled. But the lobster itself is tasteless,
though I still eat it all, along with the fries that aren’t tasteless. The prosecco
and conversation are great. After dinner
we head over to Modern Pastry for coffee.
I
like being in Boston; it’s my second home.
While living there, I found it too provincial. I am not sure I’d still think that if I were
ever to move back. The city is truly
beautiful, and the Leonard Zakim Bunker Hill Memorial Bridge is
breathtaking. I believe one day it
will be to Boston what the Golden Gate Bridge is to San Francisco.
As
much as I enjoy visiting the place I once called home, I can’t imagine ever
leaving New York, a city I truly love, and where I feel most comfortable.