Last week, my collegiate partner-in crime introduced me to a fantastic North End spot, Parla. A far cry from the plethora of Italian tourist traps on Hanover, Parla offers a sophisticated menu of custom cocktails and small plates. Most interestingly, each cocktail is titled with a name from an evocative piece of literature. Despite not having been in an English class in several years now, I was happy to brush up on my skills.
We love our bread, we love our butter,
But most of all, we love each other.
While our guides to shopping for the gift-giving holidays are forthcoming, we didn’t want to forget about Thanksgiving – the pinnacle of indulgence as far as holidays are concerned. Heaping plates, more dishes than you can count, third helpings, eating dinner mid-afternoon with the silver, multiple dessert options that you don’t have to even choose between – the magic only happens once a year. All hail Thanksgiving.
As if Friday night weren’t enough for us to call this the best weekend we’ve had in a while, on Saturday we went to the Providence and Portland pop-up presented by Thirst. In short, they rounded up the cream of the crop from around New England to host a New England themed bar crawl. Guests were able to enjoy signature drinks from four bars in Providence, RI and four bars in Portland, ME for a multi-state experience without leaving the Fairmont Copley. With the addition of a giant inflatable pool (with remote control boats and floating lobsters), nautical paraphernalia, and dozens of cocktails featuring every major spirit (and some lesser known ones), it was a grand ol’ time.
If it wasn’t obvious from our earlier post, Sophie and I spent all of last week eagerly awaiting the kick-off of the Thirst Boston weekend (check out a summary of the lineup and our interview with one of the founders here). Friday night was the opening gala, and the venue and libations were spectacular. I’m not going to say that the fact that we remember enough to write about is a miracle, but I also won’t not say that.
My friend Isabel and I headed to Belly Wine Bar this Thursday for a spontaneous evening of wine and cheese (not just cheese – cheese fondue – are you jealous yet?). Both of us can rarely make plans during the week, so it was a welcome treat to get to hit up a new restaurant on a non-weekend. I was particularly excited to check out the Kendall Square scene, since I usually stick to this side of the river, and I was impressed! Definitely need to start making our way into Cambridge more often.
Since starting this blog, I think Sophie and I have both felt a greater sense of adventure. After a year of living in Boston, we were already starting to get trapped in the same routines and frequent the same bars in the Financial District that our coworkers do ($1 beers at Coogan’s, anyone? No? Ok). Luckily for us, last night we opted to forgo the usual business-casual, vodka-soda scene and pay a visit to The Hawthorne. These cocktail maestros made me some of the best drinks I’ve ever had in Boston- well worth the mild hangover I’m experiencing as I type this.
Happy Friday! Thanks to a recommendation from my friend Isabel, we lambs went to Third Thursday last night at the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum in the Fenway area. Each month, the museum hosts a gathering with short talks by curators, a DJ, a cash bar with signature cocktails, and the opportunity to wander the halls of the museum with a glass of wine in hand (we love art and all, but having some vino while pondering a Botticelli does make us feel more sophisticated). Isabella was clearly a boss, and walking around the space she designed gives you a sense of what a fascinating, one-of-a-kind person she was.