Well, we shall not talk about baseball this morning, so perhaps I'll give you a quick travelogue from our trip to Boston.
Our recent trip to Boston started with a stop at the Traveler Book Restaurant in Union, Connecticut. Okay, let me just say that this is the most awesome restaurant on the planet.
Here's why:
Every time you eat there you get to take 3 books from the shelves that line the walls of the restaurant. And keep them. 'Nuff said.
Then we got to the Copley Plaza in Boston, which was fancy-schmancy. Matthew ate dinner with colleagues the first night, which meant that Gus and I got to order (cue heavenly choir):
Room Service!!! Here is Gus, gazing at the magnificence:
Yes, room service macaroni and cheese and chocolate milk. Yummmm.....
The Copley was full of old Boston-y goodness. Here was the view from the stairwell on our floor:
Here was the Oak Room (it was closed when I took this picture). It was like the Oak Room at the Plaza in New York,
times ten. I gazed at it longingly every time I walked by.
A nice bourbon on the rocks would have been just grand, except for the shaggy 8-year-old I had in tow....
The next day we took a Duck Boat ride. This year Gus donned a Jason Bay shirt. Last year he had a Matsuzaka shirt.
He didn't want to drive the boat this year. He said he was too shy.
Of course we hung out in the beautiful Boston Public Garden:
Good architectural juxtaposition:
Okay, now here are a bunch of pictures of a library. Please bear with me. I could have subjected you to about 60 more of these. The Boston Public Library may be the most beautiful public building I've ever set foot in. Here are just a few of the wonders:
The entry hall:
The gorgeous Reading Room:
This was an anteroom off the Reading Room. It was full of mystical murals.
Insanely gorgeous mosaic ceiling in the entryway:
Goofy face outside the cafeteria:
Courtyard:
Charming plaque of the donors of the money for fixing up the courtyard:
Of course no trip to Boston is complete without a pilgrimage to Fenway:
A pilgrimage to Fenway must include a stop at the Yawkey Way Store:
to replenish the mens' supply of Red Sox shirts:
There was no Phillies gear in sight, so I whiled away my time looking at the miscellaneous stuff on display. Here is a baseball signed by former Phillies heartthrob Jim Lonborg:
This is Big Papi's shoe, which you can take home for TWELVE HUNDRED DOLLARS.
Final stop, just like last year, the mighty Steaming Tender in Palmer, Massachusetts.
