[Dorchester Bay, South Boston; 9/2/12]
Clouds threatened but rain never materialized. After getting off the bus from Back Bay, we had about 90 minutes to either wander and enjoy the scenery or huddle under an open shelter if it rained before the restaurant we planned to go to opened for dinner at 5. But we were safe after all. The wind tossed clouds and boats and ruffled the sea surface like goosebumps, stirring up a little drama but calming my nerves nonetheless. I'd been left to conger up my worst fears since the client call on Friday, the gamut of consequences. (And still unresolved as of now, leaving me twisting in the wind still.) D provided comfort and support and I managed exhausted sleep between fretting and lots of distractions, with the weather accommodating much wandering about aimlessly.
[Fence, South Boston Yacht Club]
Our wanderings on Sunday led us to the Curley Community Center in Southie, or at least the public beach next door where we could overlook the goings on at their beach -- a ladies rowboat race from the shore out on the choppy waters to a bobbing orange buoy and back. While the boats were out, we watched a leashed dog barking at the small waves and trying to bite each salty roll of surf. A race referree walked out straddling the fence near us until he reached the Irish flag that marked the finish line on one side (an American flag across on the other side) and a strong pair of Irish-American lasses came in far ahead of the other four pairs.
[Rowboat racers, Curley Center, M Street Beach]
After the races, we walked back up the beach and eventually over to the Local 149 restaurant, which looks like a hole in the wall but wow the food was amazing. I had the "fish and chips," which the waitress "warned" me was not the fish and chips I might be thinking of (the common local beer-battered fried cod or schrod with french fries) but a pan-fried flounder with fingerling potatoes and topped with avocado salsa. Oh okay, I'll take that. We shared three drafts of Pretty Things St. Botolph's Town (brown ale) between us and happily found our way back to the bus stop to return home.
Monday was the Labor Day holiday and another day free, and we wandered again, this time along the Charles River Esplanade until D got hungry and we headed back over to Charles Street, ending up at our favorite French patisserie and cafe (where we had lunch on Saturday, actually, although I was unable to eat more than a few bites). I'd snacked at home, but managed to consume a decaf coffee and a lovely pain au chocolat while D had a small quiche.
More photos from City Point, South Boston on Sunday here.
That beer sounds delicious.
Posted by: Dave | Wednesday, September 05, 2012 at 08:25 PM
Yeah, I'm not even a dark beer fan but the Pretty Things St. Botolph's is really delicious.
Posted by: Leslee | Wednesday, September 05, 2012 at 08:41 PM