On Christmas Day, we're having what promises to be an amazing 5-course, prix fixe dinner at the Beacon Hill Bistro, about which the Boston Globe had this to say:
"The food and feel of the restaurant are like a soft but seductive melody, insinuating itself into your memory, calling you back."
I can't wait.
We'll let you know how it goes.
9 comments:
Zowie. You guys are pretty durn classy! I checked out the menu and the hazelnut encrusted goat cheese had me thinking about a roadtrip ...
Have you gone all fancy pants on us?
New England's turned ya'll into aristocrats already? I knew that place was dangerous.
Big deal. We're going to Cracker Barrel and the Super 8.
Hey everybody: We're the same tacky people you've known all this time; we just have a little more money to throw around these days. I imagine there will be plenty of unintentional faux pas during dinner.
We're the same tacky people you've known all this time; we just have a little more money to throw around these days.
Somehow, I now have visions of Steve Martin drinking wine from the 5-gallon dispenser in The Jerk and saying something to the affect of "It is so nice to be able to afford class"
Wow, did Laura tell you about the 5-gallon dispenser? It's like you've known me your whole life.....
hey are you guys trying to be noston brahmins? you, emily dickinson and the kennedys. will mitt be there???
how about that tom brady?
Marcia: You might find it interesting to know that Malcolm X was once a busboy in this hotel. I guess all that opulence really got to him...
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