I blinked and the weekend was over. It was a good one though.
Yesterday was spent trekking all over the city, running various errands and re-stocking the refrigerator. Matt and I made the last-minute decision to meet a blog reader and other foodies at the Lower Depths Tap Room for a gathering hosted by Serious Eats.
I was excited to see Harpoon’s latest 100 Barrel series (an oak aged bock) on tap, but I actually didn’t like it at all. It was wayyy too watered down for a bock.
I drank about half, and had some of Matt’s Pretty Things Our Finest Regards, a new fav.
We had a blast chatting with new friend Heather and other serious Boston eaters, and we got a few tips on restaurant gems to try.
By nine, I was pretty hungry so we headed over to the Parish Cafe, where I knew we could get an inexpensive sandwich and more beer.
Enter Weyerbocker Harvest…ehh, just ok. Kind of bland for what the waitress described as an Octoberfest.
I had a roasted pork sandwich with green chili sauce and a papaya slaw with peanuts. It was very enjoyable, but not as good as Matt’s.
Last time I was at the Parish, I had the most incredible banana bread sandwich with ham, havarti, and mango chutney, which I recommended to Matt. I had bites and it was even better than I remember. The banana bread is out of this world, especially with savory toppings.
This morning, I met up with a few friends at the Friendly Toast in Cambridge for a somewhat impromptu brunch. Though we waited over an hour for a table, the place was too cute, and I def. want to go back.
I ordered the peasant – a pile of eggs scrambled with corn, carrots, and dirty rice (although I don’t believe the rice made it into this and I didn’t feel like sending it back) and a pile of sautéed spinach, feta, and black beans with cayenne cheddar toast!!!
The piles were just ok, but the toast was superb. Actually, it might have been the best toast I’ve ever had.
I just got back from the gym and realized the Duke-Maryland game is on, so I’m going to throw together something for dinner and grab a beer to watch the game. Matt has been a Maryland fan his whole life, but now that he’s going to be a Blue Devil, I’m curious to try and figure out who he’s cheering for.