I packed up my things and scoured my mother’s house for loose objects to take with me, little things she would not notice were gone. I opened the fridge, said goodbye to everything in there, and closed it. My brother rang the bell when he and his wife arrived outside. They helped me load my…
Things have been odd between my parents and myself in the past few months but a recent trip home to visit them evened things out in my mind just a bit. Conflicts that may have been raised between us were silently settled during a breakfast at Tatte on a sunny Sunday morning in Brookline. The…
Having had a great dinner at Highland Kitchen a few weeks ago, I decided to return for their brunch, which I’ve been hearing good things about for some time now. I was particularly enthusiastic about their Chicken Liver Omelette. I knew this would be great because of how well the kitchen treated the organ in…
Somewhat disappointed by my first recent venture out to Davis for a drink and a bite to eat, I opted for Central Square when it came to discussing a venue for meeting up and dining with one of my most gourmande friends in Boston. Due to certain time constraints, though, I ended up having to…
My Boston has changed a bit recently, as I find myself spending most of my time in a ritzy green suburb between Davis and Porter Square, quite a big change from being 2 blocks from Fenway Park in the bustling Kenmore-BB Fens. Not better, nor worse. Just different. Maybe good different for me, specifically, considering…
I fondly remember those Sunday mornings when I would wake up in the early afternoon to the sound of my parents arriving back home after their weekly brunch at Japonaise Bakery and Cafe, bearing a big brown bag of treats from Bazaar (a.k.a. “the Russian store”) in Brookline. Stacked containers of super garlicky mushroom and…
Lone Star Taco Bar is a place I wish I had found out about sooner, especially considering how much of my time in Boston I spend in Allston, where the majority of my friends live. Sure, I had heard whispers and stories, mostly positive, about Deep Ellum’s Texican-Mexican hermanito, but I didn’t realize it was…
I’m moving to Washington D.C. in a few days, and have been feeling quite nostalgic lately as a result. In the past week I packed up the room I grew up in, had multiple boxing-and-wining nights (as in putting things into boxes, while drinking wine) with some very good friends and I’ve taken long, meaningful…
For Valentine’s Day this year I received a wonderful gift from one of my favorite chocolatiers in Boston, L.A. Burdick. It’s no secret that I’m a huge fan of their thick and wonderful hot chocolates and mochas, their collection of cocoa and coffee beans from different regions of the world. Their pastries, cakes and multicolored…
This past Sunday, having somehow shivered off the yummy little nomnoms I tried at the Boston Wine Expo (Wild Keta Salmon whole roasted by Chef Enos of Oceanaire, Saffron Risotto by Chef Maffeo of Lucia, countless crackers, tapenades and cheeses), I had dinner at Bergamot restaurant on the Somerville-Cambridge border. The resto is near and…
That Best Bite 