I hate to say it. I really do, but the Union Oyster House bites! I’m not sure it’s even worth the single star I gave it here; okay, maybe just the one, but only because it’s Boston’s (and thereby America’s) oldest restaurant. It’s super cute from the outside, and my first time peering in with […]

My boyfriend loves this place. It has a manly vibe, a jukebox, lots of bearded, tattooed and androgynous waiters. There’s a live blue grass band that plays Sunday brunch and fun, funky, fifties decor abounds. The menu is pure comfort food with some unexpected twists thrown in like coconut curried goat stew and a chicken […]

I’ve resisted it for the four and a half years I’ve been writing this blog, and yet there’s nothing I get asked about more. I’ve been concerned that my minor opinions could play a major role in shaping a restaurant’s business, and yet I pledge honesty and integrity when taking to the keyboard. I’ve worried […]

For the past four years in a row, my Man and I have been ringing in our “anniversary” at Po. No we’re not married (yet!), but we are staunch sentimentalists and love celebrating the anniversary of our first date, and if you must know, our very first kiss, which we shared over dim candlelight and […]

I’ve been looking for a good falafel joint to call my own for years, but it wasn’t until someone served me some sweet talk with my shawarma that I found one I could call my own. In my NYU days, I went to Mamoon’s on occasion, but in truth, it’s fast food rather than fresh […]