Dining in Boston: Part Three

Also known as the other stuff we ate. I didn’t remember to take pictures of everything, but I got most things.

Day One, if we recall, started out at the hotel for breakfast (and a stop at Dunkin’ Donuts), with Union Oyster House for lunch. Dinner that night was at my favorite Thai place from college, Brown Sugar Cafe.

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Brandon had the lemon chicken.

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I still dream about this fried rice. I cannot find ANYTHING like it here in Denver. I’ve tried recreating it in the kitchen with no success. I adore this dish so much.

Afterward, we went to Angora Cafe for the best frozen yogurt around. Most places have x amount of machines with flavored yogurt. Not Angora. Angora has a plain yogurt that you can mix in whatever flavor you want. I want coffee? They mix it together with ACTUAL coffee. It’s amazing.

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Brandon’s Oreo on the left, my coffee on the right. Perfect way to end the first day.

Day Two we mostly talked about in the previous two posts of the series, but we had a bite at Anna’s Taqueria with friends (I ate a chicken quesadilla) and we also split a delicious Oreo cannoli at Mike’s Pastry.

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Oreo is the way to go.

Day Three we tried Sunset Cantina on the BU campus for lunch, but it was a strong disappointment. I remember it being loads better. Maybe our mistake was going there as opposed to Sunset Grill and Tap (same company, about a mile up the road), but it was a lunch of disappointment after a race of disappointment and preceded my alumnae game of disappointment.

Day Four started off with the strong breakfast game, got a bit weaker as we quickly snarfed a mushroom cheesesteak from D’Angelos before we went to Blue Man Group, but the night picked up with delicious dinner from T. Anthony’s.

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Brandon had a meatball sub.

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I had the chicken parm, which is just as amazing as ever and is still (in the humblest of opinions) the best chicken parm on the planet.

Day Six, Marathon day, was a lot of grazing (really not a lot of eating), but we did hit up Spike’s for their amazing poodle fries with cheese. I snarfed most of them before I realized, crap, photo:
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Oops.

Day Seven saw us split another Oreo cannoli from Mike’s, and we also tried their cheesecake.

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It … wasn’t bad, but I believe I’ve had better. Maybe it was because we’d been carrying it around half the day before we finally dug into it.

As this was also the disappointing lobster roll and dill chowder day, we decided to end Boston on the highest of notes with another stop at Brown Sugar for Thai fried rice, Angora for more froyo, and T. Anthony’s for a slice of the reason I don’t really eat pizza in Denver.

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Boston, you have spoiled me, food-wise, for so many things. Never, ever change.

Dining in Boston: Part One

Back in April, we went to Boston for the Marathon weekend. That, and to eat. A lot. Because I adore Boston food and miss it terribly.

Therefore, for your reading (and drooling) pleasure, I present to you a short series: Dining in Boston. This is part one – breakfast.

Day One we simply ate the hotel breakfast (Holiday Inn Express) and then shared some Dunkin’ munchkins. Simple.

Day Two we went to one of my favorite college hangouts, T. Anthony’s. Eggs, bacon, toast, home fries. Simple, tasty.

More importantly, since we were racing the BAA 5K the next day, we needed breakfast for dinner. Brandon found a gem on Beacon Street near the St. Mary’s T stop called the Busy Bee Diner (no site; just trust me on this one). It was fantastic.

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An authentic Frappe.

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All of the food.

Tasty, delicious, totally Greek. I also have to add that this place made the most perfect over-medium egg I have ever had. Seriously. Over-medium are so hard to get right and the Busy Bee nailed it.

Day Three we headed back to the Busy Bee right as they opened to grab some eggs before the race. Solid move once again.

Day Four we split our morning into two breakfasts. Clearly the way to go. Back in college, I saw this doughnut place called Twin Donuts, but never went. If I had realized how close it actually was, I may have actually gone.

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We split a chocolate-frosted (pretty solid) and a honey dip, their version of a glazed, which was outstanding enough to almost want to get another one.

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We also split a ham, egg, and cheese breakfast sandwich for some protein. Neither of us was expecting much out of it, but it was really actually pretty good.

From there, we ran down to Starbucks for some coffee (blasphemy in that town, I know) and then busted ass to the hotel to change and head over to Bagelsaurus.

Bagelsaurus was going to be another new Boston experience for both of us. I had read some list about 50 foods in Boston you HAVE to eat blahblahblah and Bagelsaurus caught my eye … and not only because of the name. It’s located in Porter Square, a couple block walk away from the Porter stop on the red line. We got there relatively early on a Sunday morning, but clearly not early enough as we waited in about a 45 minute line to get in. But oh, was it totally worth it.

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Like at Twin Donut, we split the two things we got. This was a cinnamon raisin bagel with cream cheese. SO. GOOD.

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This was the classic jumbo sandwich with added bacon and avocado (so egg, cheddar, mustard butter, bacon, and avocado) on a plain bagel. It was good, but I think I preferred the bagel and cream cheese. Hell, this place had good enough bagels to go back and just snarf one plain, with nothing on it. They were that good.

Day Five we finally ate the buffet at our hotel (Holiday Inn Brookline) and Day Six was back to T. Anthony’s, this time for their French toast, which was as good as I remember it being back in college.

On April’s Boston Trip

Ooooh boy did I get behind in writing this damn blog.

I did have a good reason for a while; mainly, I crashed my bike (link takes you to the triathlon blog I share with my hubby and includes the gory photos). This put me out of commission the week before we went to Boston and then … well, the boring parts of life get in the way and not happens in terms of fun exploration.

Ha. That was cheesy, I know. I’m sorry.

In any case, back in mid-April, we went to Boston to watch our friend Kris run the marathon. For me, it was also a homecoming of sorts, as that’s where I went to school and spent four years of my life. I also got the chance to show Brandon my version of Boston, much like he showed me his Grand Forks in April 2011.

The city was both the same and different, much as I expected it to be. 95% of the food I remembered was outstanding with very little of it disappointing. It’s really funny to see how much campus has changed and how much of it hasn’t. Of course, things changed drastically over the four years I was there; colleges and universities are constantly evolving. Brandon thought it hysterical how the both the evening and morning staff at one of my local college haunts, T. Anthony’s, still remembered me even though I hadn’t been back on campus in five years. Granted, I spent enough money in the place for them to remember me, but y’know.

Going back was also nice in that it reminded me that, as much as I love Boston and I loved my time there, I really have no desire to move back. I am a Colorado girl, born and bred, and there isn’t anything that’s going to change that. The lack of humidity out here doesn’t hurt, either, though.

Watching the marathon was a whole new experience from when I was in college. I truly didn’t get into the Marathon Monday experience until my senior year (and the year after when I came back for it), what with all the drinking and partying in South Campus (marathon comes right through south). The only running I did back then was when the hockey team forced me to for dryland or I had some crazy urge to go knock out a mile or two.

Now, I’m a part of that community. I’m nowhere near fast enough to Boston-qual, but I’m a triathlete. I run regularly and have completed two half-marathons. I now know what work it takes to get into a marathon like that, the dedication in either training to be fast enough or raising the amount of money you need to for charity to earn one of those spots. It’s something that I honestly don’t know if I’ll ever be able to do. The Ironman World Championships in Kona are similar, and yet I feel like that’s more in reach than Boston is. Of course, that’s part of the Boston mystique.

But this trip wasn’t about running (we had hoped to run a 5K, but me literally breaking my face the week before nipped that thought in the bud). It was about cheering Kris (and Mark, in the BAA 5K) on. It was about seeing old friends. It was about food. It was about reconnecting with a place I had fallen in love with in September 2001 and sharing that love (and food) with my husband.

I’m going to share the rest of my experience through pictures, but I’ll mention the foooood first.

Friday night: nothing. Got in too late to enjoy anything
Saturday: Breakfast: Some little place in Allston with my best friend from college, Brian. I honestly forget the name of it. Lunch: Boston Chowda Co., in the Prudential Center. Dinner: T. Anthony’s. Still the best chicken parm on the planet. Followed by frozen yogurt at Angora Cafe, which is not replicated ANYWHERE out here and it makes us both very sad.
Sunday: Breakfast: Hotel. Mmm, free crappy breakfast sammich. Lunch: Brown Sugar Cafe and that Thai fried rice I’ve been trying to replicate. Followed by ice cream at J.P. Licks with Brian and his fiancee, Phelan. Preceded by cannolis from Mike’s Pastry. Dinner: Fire and Ice. The one truly disappointing meal. Fire and Ice has gone way downhill the past few years.
Monday: Breakfast: Dunkin’ Donuts/T. Anthony’s. The latter was definitely better. Lunch: T’s Pub on campus after our Agganis Arena tour. Dinner: Legal Harborside. Not as good as one of the regular Legal Sea Foods’ restaurants (in my opinion), but it’s one of their more concept-type restaurants.
Tuesday: Breakfast: Free hotel food. Lunch: UBurger. A new burger joint that’s popped up on campus and around the city, and came highly recommended by Brian. Also had poodle fries with cheese from Spike’s Hot Dogs, which are some of the best cheese fries out there. Dinner: Sunset Grill and Tap. Mark wanted a place with lots of beer and this fit the bill. It also served as a great trip culmination, with Brian and Phelan as well as my old roommate (and bridesmaid) Courtney joining Brandon, Kris, Mark and myself. Followed by more Angora. Mmm.

Now, photos:

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Boston Public Garden.

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Swan boats in action.

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Paramount Theater in the theatre district.

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Granary Burying Ground.

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One of the many food cases in Quincy Market.

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Cannoli from Mike’s Pastry.

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Runners in the Boston Common waiting for the buses to take them to Hopkinton, Mass., to start the marathon.

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Paradise Rock Lounge, a Boston fixture (located handily on the BU campus).

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The best part of Agganis Arena, hands down. BU/Hockey East people know why.

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Kris with a mile to go, running through Kenmore Square.

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Brown Sugar Cafe. Favorite Thai place ever.

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Playing with a lobster at Union Oyster House.

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The “Make Way for Ducklings” statue (with dinosaurs).

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Swan boats.

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More swan boats.