Tuesday, August 23, 2016

No Rest for the Wicked

What a busy weekend. It's Tuesday and I am still recovering.

The weekend started Friday evening with dinner at Figs in Beacon Hill.

Really good bread.
Bacony Brussels sprouts - not as crispy as I like.
Fries - yum.
Half calamari, half spicy chicken sausage - I really miss their spicy shrimp. With that said, I still enjoy the pizza here.








Go early. Or go late. It's a tiny place, and it gets busy. And very loud. But the pizza is worth it.

Saturday was Catherine's bachelorette party at Emerald Lounge in Boston. It's not a bad space. Small-ish, and weirdly set-up. Getting to the entrance is also interesting. Bathrooms are individual (love), with lights around the door - green for vacant, red for occupied (cool), buuut the inside bathroom walls are all mirrors (bizarre).

The food menu was very limited (boo).

Shrimp cocktail - meh.
Fries - good.
Daily pizza - bbq chicken was the pizza of the day. It could have used a bit more cooking time.
Chicken tacos - I didn't try this, but everyone said they were good.
Sliders - do not get. The bread was hard.










So, what are the chances I'd be back here? Slim to none. Just not my scene any more. And really, what are the chances, if I did go, that'd I'd be here for food? Bahahah.

Sunday morning, we were up early for Canobie Lake. So many great childhood memories of this place. It's funny how things change but still stay the same. Or maybe I'm the one changing.

Typical amusement park fare of hot dogs, burgers, and fries. Somehow, they managed to make me not even want to finish a hot dog.








After a long day in the sun, we went to Grand Chinatown in North Quincy. It was busy. Food was slow. And we were really hungry.

Salt and pepper fried calamari - first thing to come out and only thing for a little while. Needless to say, we finished the place.
Beef chow foon - typical. Not amazing but solid.
Sweet and sour pork - I was pretty full by this point, but the dish was good.
Pea pod stems - same as above.











I'd probably go back on a weekday. Or maybe just not prime dinner time on a weekend.

BONUS:
The bride to be.
On the drive home from Canobie. Exhausted children.

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