I shall be spending quite a bit of time in Boston this season. I have two family history research trips coming up in the next month, so it was nice to spend this past weekend there as a tourist. Lauren and I decided to throw caution to the window and try out the super cheap Chinatown bus service. It wasn't scary and our bus didn't blow up even once. Myung Lee kindly provided the accomodation. So, armed with a pop-up map of Boston we set out to explore. Friday night we had dinner and dessert off Harvard Square. Saturday we walked the Freedom Trail, taking in all the old burial grounds and churches of colonial Boston. Sunday we had lunch at Ye Olde Union Oyster House, purportedly the oldest restaurant in America, and then spent the afternoon in Cambridge. I think we were a bit disappointed with Harvard. I guess I thought everyone would have some aura of genius about them. But they looked like any other group of students playing Sunday afternoon frisbee on the college lawn and listening to, frankly, stupid music. I think perhaps when I do my human rights course next year I'll write my thesis on why playing stupid music in public violates another person's human rights. Then I'll submit it to the UN for international codification.
I took eleven photographs. Please view at your leisure.
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Those are some lovely graveyards and tombstones! Looks like the weather was lovely in Boston as well.
I was a little disappointed by the appearance of that dessert. From the name, I inferred something dark and rich and gooey--visibly delicious yet vaguely unwholesome. Indeed, I saw in my mind's eye a chocolate confection of such exquisite decadence that even the most jaded soul would weep to taste it. In this dark and dread vision I beheld long-dead Swiss candymakers rising from the grave just to gaze upon it; these then prostrated themselves before the thing, their dessicated and decaying frames grovelling in the dust, worshipping it. I expected this ur-dessert to pulsate with an eerie light all its own, hinting at forbidden delights and heights of gastronomical ecstasy unknown to humankind...but also warning of a price too terrible and vast for our fragile minds to comprehend.
Wow. I feel the sudden urge to bake right now. ;-)
Yeah, that's kind of how I felt about Harvard.
I was referring to the "I was a little disappointed by the appearance of that dessert. From the name, I inferred something dark and rich and gooey--visibly delicious yet vaguely unwholesome" part.
Sadly, so was I.
AND: the new colour scheme is great, Genevieve!
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