In Hood Event, Newbie Eats on February 28, 2011 at 3:50 pm
What’s up with Oscar galas in Boston? Last time I checked the Oscars were on the West coast, Damon and Affleck were our only claim to fame and floor-length gowns were not rational snow-storm attire.
We all like a little five-star treatment once in a while and it doesn’t take much to achieve it. I kicked off my Oscar Sunday at L’espalier’s Fantasy Tea along with Boston food writer, Bianca Garcia.
After being escorted up an elevator to our table by the window – we were presented with three courses of finger sandwiches, a cheese plate and of course the essential swan-shaped pastries - yes, even the chef knew that Portman would win for Black Swan.
Our waiter explained each item – and even went into the history of French cheese. (Perhaps because we leaked Bianca’s identity)
Ahhh catching up with a friend, sipping Earl Grey, dressed in nothing better than black sweats – while being treated like royalty.
Because luxury and pretension are two very different things.
In Hood Event on August 17, 2010 at 3:58 pm
Let’s face it- whether you downed custom-made Singapore Slings all night at Drink or stayed in reminiscing over Arrested Development re-runs with the S.O. – you still refused to emerge from under your sheets when Sunday morning arrived.
Luckily, you live in a culturally diverse city (no, it is not all Irish-American pubs and college campuses. Those fools forgot their map). Chances are there is something happening outside your door, so throw on some flips (or stilettos for those in the walk of shame club) and de-vampire yourself.
I live in Chinatown and just happened to stumble upon the August Moon Festival on the 15th. It’s known as the “Chinese Thanksgiving” and has been celebrated in Asia for over 1000 years. It’s a day spent reflecting and giving thanks to the summer harvest and fullness of the moon. There were food and craft vendors, performances and I was able to see all of my fellow neighbors in one, giant cluster. Turns out there’s an entire website of events covering my hood – probably yours as well.
I was the one wearing pj pants, a side ponytail, and downing a boba ice-coffee.