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Monday, July 31, 2006

Boston looked beautiful

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Last night, we joined friends on their 12th-floor balcony on Cambridge Parkway, next to the Royal Sonesta Hotel. Sipping wine and nibbling on Old Chatham Sheepherder's camembert-style cheese, we could see Boston from the Zakim bridge on one side, up the Charles River to the spires at Boston College on the other. It was breathtaking! We were all on our way to Neptune Oyster in the North End (no reservations), but our friends insisted that we wait until sundown, when all the buildings along the Charles turn from golden to persimmon as the sun goes down. It was worth the wait.

But in the North End, which was in the middle of a St. Joseph's celebration, the tiny Neptune had been so crowded that many items weren't being made (no vitello tonnato, no lobster roll!). I had a North End cioppino with grilled fish and saffron rice in the concentrated broth, a prize.

And then homeward. The shortcake I had made earlier in the day and set on the counter to cool was still sitting there. The recipe will be in Wednesday's Food section. Well, we had to taste it. And that led to another nibble. And then a cup of tea. Then a nibble. One of those nights.

Posted by Sheryl Julian at 02:34 PM
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