Eastern Standard is one of those bars I've walked by a hundred times, heard amazing things about, but somehow, never been to. So when my friend Kate, in town from New York City, invited me to grab dinner there with her parents, I was excited to finally have a chance to venture inside.
I have to say, for all the hype, I was a little disappointed. Kate's drink, the Aviation, was good, but mine, the Jasmine (pictured), was a bit too strong for a pre-dinner cocktail. We each ordered the cod, and though it was moist and flaky, it was average, at best. Our service was great and so was the company, so overall it wasn't a terrible experience. I would probably go back and order different libations since they have so many interesting options on the menu, but I would definitely skip dinner.
From there, we waked down Brookline Ave to Yard House, which I'd been to a few weekends ago and wanted to introduce Kate to. Though they're known for their beer selection, my love for mixed drinks found me ordering the Southern Belle -- a combination of sweet tea vodka and lemonade with a hefty helping of fresh strawberries and pineapple dropped straight into the glass. The awkward part? Eating the fruit once you get to the bottom -- I perfected my straw stabbing skills. Kate ordered a Jack's Melon, made with Jack Daniels, watermelon pucker and cranberry juice, also very good. Last time I went I had the cherry limeade, which was delicious but a little too sweet, even for my tastes.
Kate and I parted ways, and I met Swati down at the Intercontinental Hotel on the waterfront, another set of hotel bars that has been on my Boston bucket list for quite some time now. We peeked into SushiTeq but it was relatively empty, so we opted for mojitos at Miel instead. I loved the lounge set up of Miel, though by the time we got there it was relatively late, so there weren't any tables left. Instead, we sat on the couches just outside the bar, where we could still get full service. Our mojitos were pricey ($13 each), but my cucumber concoction was delicious, and so was Swati's raspberry one. Swati hadn't eaten much for dinner so she wanted a quick bite, and we asked for a flatbread, minus the duck since she doesn't eat meat. Our server came back with a gorgeous, and delicious, pizza topped with roasted veggies, which the chef had made for us when he heard she was vegetarian. Very impressive!
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About the authorRachel Kossman is a California girl and New England transplant who graduated from Northeastern University in 2011. She has a penchant for discovering new restaurants and bars, devouring Mexican food, More »
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