With two dear friends from Switzerland in for 10 days, it was a welcome opportunity to explore the city and see it afresh and through their eyes.
This led to a lovely lunch at Haley House, in Dudley Square, Roxbury, where the gals feasted on salads and I had a perfectly textured and spiced black bean soup.
Each day, F &S, aka Fiona and Stephanie, indulged themselves at Hi-Rise where high ratings were given to blueberry scones and the breads. They would stop by Cardullo’s for wine and cheese, mixing it up one afternoon at Wine & Cheese Cask in Somerville.
We enjoyed the dogs at Sully’s in Southie: The place is epic and as synonymous with Boston as Pat’s is to Philly. They urged us later to go to the North End: Caffe dello Sport, $2 coffees and ringside seats.
We didn’t eat out much, not for dinner, what with fresh fish available from Sakanaya, which I grilled, and killer grass-fed Archer beef, from Maine, available at Savenor’s.
When we did go, it was to Craigie on Main & then to Darryl’s. Hard to be objective about C on M as I’m writing the book, but you can’t argue with taste: The burger, which I’d not had before was pretty spectacular. The pasta, the fish, the pork. All just plain wonderful. At Darryl’s? We’re talking live jazz and fried chicken and waffles and a sassy, tatted waitress. I wish there were 10 more of each of these restaurants in the city.