We’re going to Boston! (but not until July)

A foreign city on the east coast of the United States is on my Bucket List. Why? Because I’ve only been obsessing about a Boston city break since my sophomore year in high school, and I have yet to visit.

Like every aspiring journalist that I knew in the 90s, I had high hopes of attending Emerson College (a full scholarship would have been nice too). I, instead, started at Lakeland which nearly halted all dreams of continuing in communication because of a psychotic, unstable newspaper advisor.

And I have remained an Ohio student and resident since.

But that’s neither here nor there. Perhaps I’m a lost beatnik, a soulless Red Sox fan-in-waiting, maybe it’s my Edgar Allen Poe obsession… it’s certainly not for the chowder because of my shellfish allergy, for DUH. Just, for whatever reason, I have always been drawn to the city.

And the accents from when I was single.

I planned a trip a few years ago, but instead flew INTO Boston (took a picture) and continued to Prague (no regret in that choice, for obvious reasons). AB has a few friends in the area, and well, my fantasy wins out finally because in July we’ll be spending a long weekender exploring The Hub.

Suggestions are appreciated, Readers. You know, the drill: restaurants with good food and low pretension, quirky food stops (decidedly un-foodie but known for something fun/weird/saucy/spicy/ewww-ish), fantastic watering holes, cheese factories, small craft breweries and uh… cupcakes or anything local worth seeing/drinking/doing/licking frosting off of.

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