10 things I love about BostonBy Robin Abrahams
08:37 AM
Number 3 in my 10-part series on things I love about Boston: 3. The Somerville Theater I'm a simple-pleasures girl at heart. People often think that we hard-core urbanites don't have a taste for the small things in life, that life for us is all about getting past the velvet rope at the hottest clubs. Nonsense! I like simple pleasures, I just like urban simple pleasures. The coffee shop in my neighborhood where I write my column and watch the kids in the playground across the street. The pizza guy who knows us and whose job it is to get the pizza in our family and who, if I come in alone, will say, "Ah, Marc is giving talks out of town! Where did he go this time?" The noises of play, arguments, and music, sometimes live, that I enjoy when I sit on my roof with a cup of tea. And the Somerville Theater. Keep your velvet ropes and designer cocktails--for me there's no better night out than to see a second-run movie in the Davis Square Somerville Theater. Cheap tickets, excellent concessions, a terrific little retro lobby, and owl sconces. Owl sconces! I'd never realized what had been missing from my cinematic experiences in the past, but it was owl sconces. Who knew? Then after the movie, you go and get ice cream at JP Licks and sit outside if it's a nice night, and enjoy the supremely urban pleasure of watching people. There are usually skateboarders, sometimes a musician or two, and there's a good chance someone will try to convert you to their preferred religious or political system, which is free entertainment at its best. If it's too cold to sit outside and watch people, you go and get a drink at one of Davis Square's ever-changing lineup of nifty bars and restaurants and eavesdrop on them instead. Would you prefer the "Analyzing the Sox" section or the "Complaining about My Thesis" section? Right this way, ma'am. I love the city life. But I think my image of urban glamour will always be more inspired by "Sesame Street" than "Sex in the City." |

Robin Abrahams writes the weekly "Miss Conduct"
column for The Boston Globe Magazine. 
