Boston, one of the oldest cities in the United States, where the buildings are ornate and breathtaking, the streets are cobblestoned,and little parks and gardens are around every corner. It never grows old.
We drove into the city on a Friday afternoon, parked near the wharfs in the North End, and headed for Quincy Market to get some lunch and do some sightseeing. The cold new england breeze coming off the ocean was definitely a reminder that it is most certainly still winter, but it was sunny and refreshing being outside.
Jacquie and I enjoyed delicious New England clam chowder bread bowls and chatted while the boys walked up and down deciding on the countless food choices.
We strolled through the shops, oohed and aahed over the pastries, browsed through the jewelry stands, and headed to the flower shop right next to Quincy Market where I love to walk through and admire the fresh flowers, no matter what time of year it is.
They had the most beautiful bouquets of roses and they were in every color imaginable.
We headed to the Holocaust Memorial to show Anthony and Jacquie all the plaques, memoirs, names, and of course, the numbers. It was created by a group of Holocaust survivors and it is comprised of 6 glass towers with steam rising from the ground. The 6 million etched numbers are a reminder of the tattoos and the 6 million Jews that died in the Holocaust.
Anthony found a friend.
We strolled through the Farmers' Market and were astonished at how cheap the produce was and how beautiful everything was; it reminded Jac of Europe.
We headed to the ICA, the Institute of Contemporary Art, our main reason for heading to Boston. I was offered four free tickets through Target so of course we invited Ant & Jac! And, the best part is that since part of the galleries were closed, the guy who checked our tickets at the entrance printed us new tickets that can be used for another free trip at no cost to us.
After wandering through the East Galleries at the ICA, we headed for the North End, home of the most delicious Italian food. We browsed the menus outside the restuarants, looked inside at the seating, and finally decided on Cafe Pompeii. Jac and I shared a bottle of wine and we enjoyed being off our feet for awhile.
Despite being stuffed after dinner we had to stop at Mike's Pastries for some mouth-watering canollis to take home with us. On the way back to the parking garage we got to see the night-time side of Boston and it truly is beautiful (and COLD).
It is days like this that make me so grateful for living in New England. I heart Boston.
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