Haddock Sandwich: the money shot
Haddock Sandwich: the alt view
Clam Chowder
El lobster roll
View from the second floor pub
Yes, the Mill Wharf
Will I go back? I don’t know. We ate there so long ago, I don’t remember a thing. It look pretty good, but the pics can be deceiving. Just ask a food stylist.
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It’s almost as if Applebee’s has decent food and service to make up for this shit. It’s just one more reason to go elsewhere.
H/T Bitter Waiter
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If you need specialized ingredients you can’t find at Stop & Shop, Polcari’s Coffee in the North End is the place to go. It’s not on Hanover Street, so don’t worry about bumping into fanny packs.
My schedule is all sorts of messed up because of a stupid project I volunteered for, but I’ll eventually get back to a regular posting schedule.
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The Irish Heart Attack Burger, slightly modified. Without pig parts, this one should be called The High Cholesterol Burger.
The Times Burger avec fromage. Probably not a single bit less cholesterol-filled than the above burger.
The Times
Will I go back? Nope. The service sucked. Bad. An hour and forty-five minutes start to finish with no intentional lingering. The wait staff must have forgotten about us, then after we reminded them, they forgot us again. I can guaran-damn-tee they would have remembered us if we tried leaving without getting the bill.
The Times
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Fajitas & ‘Ritas’s Fajitas for two. The best I can say about Fajitas & ‘Ritas is that I always enjoy going out with Alyk. No matter where we go and no matter what we do, we always have fun, even under circumstances others might find unpleasant. This sizzling tray of meat was fine, but the accoutrements left something to be desired. Guacamole and sour cream should be creamy, but this stuff had a mealy texture, like is was some kind of special, lo-fat guac-like and sourcream-like topping. I’m not opposed to going back; after a few pitchers of Margaritas, I’d probably be praising the shit out of the awesomeness of this nothing-special Tex-mex. Beer goggles make food look good, too.
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Regina Pizzeria, mentioned in America’s Best Cities for Pizza.
Travel + Leisure seems to have given up. It appears they stopped putting forth any effort. I’m not going to question Boston’s #5 position on their list of America’s best cities for pizza, but I will question almost every place else on the list. Has anyone ever said, “Minneapolis… Now there’s a great pizza city.” Has the same been said about Orlando? Or Memphis?
Chicago? Didn’t my pretend friend, Anthony Bourdain, determine that nobody who lives in Chicago actually eats deep dish pizza? On The Layover, a couple people admitted true Chicagoans only eat that crap when out-of-towers visit. Otherwise they wouldn’t touch the stuff.
And back the truck up… Isn’t Los Angeles a notoriously terrible pizza town? I thought every bagel and pizza conversation in LA revolved around the dearth of good pizza and bagels. Hasn’t that conversation gone on for decades? I’ve never been to Los Angeles (and I’ll never want to go) but I’m confident the pizza drought ain’t over.
I questioned T+L’s veracity when Five Guys Burgers and Fries, one of the worst fast food chains in the world, made their Best Fast Food Chains in the World list. This showed me they put no real effort into the list. None. This list of pizza cities hinted their research is probably nothing more than a cursory Google search.
So, for this apparent lack of effort and the painfully dated, whitest use of the word bling, I declare Travel + Leisure dunzo.
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Cafe Jaffa, Back Bay
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Compliance
“You’re fucked without bacon! I’ll tell you that!”
-Fast-food supplier, Compliance
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In Dick Wolf’s Law & Order alternate universe, I’m a faculty member at Hudson University and I just created a FacePlace profile. In real life, Hub Chow is on Facebook. Get in while you can.
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Linguica pizza at Boston House of Pizza.
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