Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Eating our way through Beantown

Our trip to Boston was a return to what had once been our home. It was the place our family went from four to five. It was where we bought our first home, and lovingly furnished each tiny room with care. We have many cherished memories, each tucked away in the file cabinets of our hearts.

Eh, who are we kidding?

It was the place where I discovered this store:


Which sells the likes of these:


That alone is reason enough to visit.

I literally ate my way through Boston on this trip (and have the pounds on the scale to prove it). All the places I wanted to be sure and hit were restaurants and/or bakeries. Any historical landmarks or cultural exhibits were merely a secondary consideration.

We were there to eat, baby.

While walking through the North End with a box (and a belly) full of cannolis from the famous Mike's Pastry Shop, the heat became a little too much for Miss Hannah. We had been walking the Freedom Trail for what seemed like an eternity, and she had reached her breaking point.

When Josh spied a pedicab on the street, he wisely put his two girls in it - opting to walk back to the hotel with the boys, who immediately began complaining vigorously at the injustice of it all.

Eyeballing the rather slender form of our pedicab driver, the following conversation took place:

Me: Are you sure I'm not too heavy for this thing?

Him: Nah. Are you underestimating these thighs?

Me: No. I think you are underestimating these thighs.

Him: Yeah, that box of cannolis can really weigh you down.

Me: You have no idea.

But he huffed and he puffed, and got us back to our hotel without collapsing or needing to call an ambulance.

Though I am pretty sure that any more days there and I would have needed one myself.

Food heaven, food coma, food baby.



Amanda said...

I think I got a little fatter just LOOKING at that picture!

Lala said...

You are KILLING me! I have been starving myself and just looking at that picture makes my mouth salivate. I am seriously considering not checking back tomorrow. (But I likely will 'cause I love you so much)!

Tristan said...

Yum!! My mouth is totally watering!

Jeanelle said...

I sent a link for this entry to my beloved Callie who recently became a Bostonian. I hope she drops everything and heads out to try out both places. Treats like that cannot be ignored.

Annemarie said...

Are those cupcakes??? Holy cow. I want to go there just for those bad boys.

the wrath of khandrea said...

i want to cry because you are in boston and i'm not. you are in my hometown, and i'm stuck on the opposite side of the country. i'm not the friend who feels happy vicariously through you, or who wishes you well in spite of my own situation.
i'm the friend who is bitter and resentful. send me some dunkin donuts and i'll call this all water under the bridge.

did you see annie??

Travelin'Oma said...

These muffins/cupcakes were the real reason we used to visit you in Boston.

Lauren in GA said...

I so love how you wittily retorted, "No, I think you are underestimating these thighs." You are a good time, Stie. Hilarious in writing and in person.

I also enjoyed the tender opening to this post and then *scratch* stop the record...we are here for the food.

I will be thinking of you when I am in NYC...I am going to try and hit some of the places you suggested to Denae.

brooke said...

Vacations are first and foremost about the food. And you should always come home feeling like you totally binged--success!

I love Boston. How nice of Josh to put you and Hannah in the pedicab. I can just hear the boys complaining....

Hollyween said...

Um, YUM! What ARE those? Cupcakes?
And what IS a cannoli anyway? Is it a dessert?

In any case, I hear you on traveling for food. That's always the best part.

Anonymous said...

I've always wanted to go to Boston (I feel as though I might belong there for some reason), but now I want to go EVEN MORE!!!

mae said...

I can't stop thinking about that picture of whatever those delicious pastries were....

Julianna said...

I LOVE Mike's pastry. My first experience was on my 30th birthday. My sister took me into town to see "Lion King" at the opera house, the Limo driver brought us back a box of goodies for the ride home. He thought no girl should go without some Mike's birthday cake, or canoli, or cheese cake, etc. etc. BEST Birthday EVA! (That's how we say it here in MA, without the "r') -J

jessica said...

I love Boston! I got to live there for six months during my single life. My aunt and uncle live there so I spent a couple summers there too. I didn't appreciate the food like I would now...I'm jealous!