Confidential Boston: Prelude to a Site that Will Never Happen

Just down the street from the house I’m in is Crema cafe, Dunkin’ Doughnuts, and Au Bon Pain, but rather than that I defrosted half a bagel from Ess-A-Bagel, toasted it, and spread salted Amish butter and Hero strawberry jam on it.  A hot cup of coffee from Porto Rico, we’re all set.

I could have driven to the wonderful Swiss bakery, but is 20 minutes r/t in a car worth it so early in the morning?

Later today the choices abound: Should I get pizza from Armando’s, Otto, Just Crust, Pinocchio, or Iggy’s?  Or falafel?  Or a burger from one of the many farm-to-table restaurants in town?

I wonder: Same farm?  One farm is supplying all these tables?

But, no, I will defrost half a bagel from Ess-A-Bagel and spread Italian tuna on it.

Tonight: Fried rabbit?  Pork belly?  Burgers?

Or: Pasta from Eataly with tomato sauce?


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